Quietness comes and all is well

Dispels the raging storms

Our minds find peace and gentleness

We feel His sense of warmth

As we wait with listening ear

For gentle thoughts to come

We kiss the Cross a world more bright

And surely “It Is Done”

Amidst our pains and sadness tears

A human world so cold

It leaves us inside Zion’s walls

A calmness, great, unfolds

In that place of God’s own hand

No human voice can stand

Peace and thoughts of Purity

Proclaimed across the land.

Joseph McTaggart

• Cross
• Gentleness
• God
• Pain
• Quietness
• Zion