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NOT AS THE WORLD GIVETH' by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS

First Line: THERE IS PEACE AT THE HEART OF THE STORM
Last Line: And not the peace of the world
Subject(s): PEACE;
There is peace at the heart of the storm
Where the whirling currents are still;
Beneath the snow it Is warm.
Sweet good in the bitter of ill;

Not the dead peace of despair.
The torpor of vanquished men.
The hush of the stagnant air.
The calm of the smothered fen;

But the glowing, exbilarant rest
That warriors snatch in the fight,
The calm of a resolute breast.
The quiet of conquering right.

Cease. O faltering heart.
To long for a languorous ease.
Peace that is Itought in smart.
Peace that is ready to please.

Yours be the peace of the sword.
Of a banner stoutly unfurled;
Yours be the peace of the Lord.
And not the peace of the world.



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