When Jesus Walked on Galilee

There comes a stillness in the heart, Like twilight after rain, When gloom is gone and mists depart, And new hope smiles again. The heavy duty and the task that burden with their care Grow lighter if we only ask God’s help in silent prayer. As softly as the springtide’s breath, Sweet quietude creeps in, And scenes in olden Nazareth appear above earth’s din. There comes a stillness in the heart, Quite like that calm, clear sea when Jesus bade the storm depart, and walked on Galilee.