Peace I ask of thee, oh river
Peace, peace, peace
When I learn to live serenely
Cares will cease.
From the hills I gather courage
Visions of the days to be
Strength to lead and faith to follow
All are given unto me. (Traditional)
Those aren't the words I grew up with.
Men learn to live together, wars cease?
This may be harder, me living serenity.
Bettsy sits here, watching eagles in Iowa.
My idea of back-to-nature is a blacktop trail
around a park. But snapdragons
at the country club, clouds piled above a road,
gentle rain and blustering wind, the river and hills
nudge in. I lie in bed, seek God's healing peace
to swirl around and feel the power. And it comes.
Thank God, nature finds me.
Men learn to live together, wars cease?
This may be harder, me living serenity.
Bettsy sits here, watching eagles in Iowa.
My idea of back-to-nature is a blacktop trail
around a park. But snapdragons
at the country club, clouds piled above a road,
gentle rain and blustering wind, the river and hills
nudge in. I lie in bed, seek God's healing peace
to swirl around and feel the power. And it comes.
Thank God, nature finds me.
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