This Peace He Gives

I know not why my pathway leads

Through valleys rough and steep,

But this I know, while walking there

I've found communion sweet

With those I love, and, best of all,

With Him who climbed for me,

Beneath a heavy cross, the hill

That led to Calvary.

I know not why so many props

Have gently been removed,

But I do know through every loss

His arms unfailing proved.

I have no reason, none at all,

To doubt His precious Word;

Through all I love be swept away,

His voice would still be heard

Above the storm and, as I lift

My tear-filled eyes to Him,

The great Creator, Lord of all,

He whispers, "Peace," within.

So as I look beyond today,

I pray that I may share

This peace He gives with those who have

A greater cross to bear.

I know not now how long 'till be

Before He calls me home,

But this I know - beneath His wings

I'll never be alone!

~ Alice Hansche Mortenson