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The Pearls of Memory
Be Still and Listen
Be Still and Listen

What did you leave when you went from me?
You left me the pearls of memory –
Strung on the thread of the passing years –
of love and of laughter, of joys and tears…
Pearls of more worth than the jewelers sell –
My life they enrich and my grief dispel.
No-one can steal them or tear apart –
these pearls that are hidden within my heart.

Beautiful pearls on a golden string –
Fondly I keep them – remembering…
Lonely or lost I could never be –
counting my pearls of memory.
How can He come to an unquiet mind?
How show His face to the inwardly blind?
How can a sense of His presence be caught –
in the confusion of turbulent thought?

If you would savour the calm of that peace –
Stop, wait and listen. Let questioning cease.
Sit in the silence. Be still and believe –
that you at His hands a great gift will receive –
of healing and blessing…Doubt not He will come –
As once to the lame and the deaf and the dumb –
He came with new life – to revive and restore.
Make ready your heart for He stands at the door.

-- PATIENCE STRONG