Not in the tumult of the rending storm,
Not in the earthquake or devouring flame,
But in the hush that could all fear transform,
The still, small whisper to the Prophet came.

O Soul, keep silence on the mount of God
Though cares and needs thro round thee like a sea;
From supplications and desires unshod,
Be still, and hear what God shall say to thee.

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