"And when Jesus was passed over again by ship
unto the other side, much people gathered unto
Him: and He was nigh unto the sea." --Mark 5:21
Amid the din of earthly strife,
Amid the busy crowd,
The whispers of eternal life
Are lost in clamors loud;
When lo! I find a healing balm,
The world grows dim to me;
My spirit rests in sudden calm
With Him of Galilee.
I linger near Him in the throng,
And listen to His voice;
I feel my weary soul grow strong,
My saddened heart rejoice.
Amid the storms that darkly frown
I hear His call to me,
And lay my heavy burden down
With Him of Galilee.
--Henry Warburton Hawkes
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