Be still! be still! for all around,

On either hand, is holy ground:

Here in his house, the Lord to-day

Will listen, while his people pray.

2 Thou, tossed upon the waves of care

Ready to sink with deep despair,

Here ask relief, with heart sincere,

And thou shalt find that God is here.

3 Thou who hast laid within the grave

Those whom thou hadst no power to save,

Now to the mercy-seat draw near,

With all thy woes, for God is here.

4 Thou who hast dear ones far away,

In foreign lands, ’mid ocean’s spray,

Pray for them now, and dry the tear,

And trust the God who listens here.

5 Thou who art mourning o’er thy sin,

Deploring guilt that reigns within,

The God of peace is ever near;

The troubled spirit meets him here.