Stand Still and See

I’m standing, Lord:
There is a mist that blinds my sight.
Steep, jagged rocks, front, left and right,
Lower, dim, gigantic, in the night.
Where is the way?

I'm standing, Lord:
The black rocks hem me in behind,
Above my head a moaning wind
Chills and opresses heart and mind.
I am afraid!

I’m standing, Lord:
The rock is hard beneath my feet;
I nearly slipped, Lord, on the sleet.
So weary, Lord! And where a seat?
Still, must I stand?

He answered me, and on His face
A look ineffable of grace,
Of perfect, understanding love,
Which all my murmurings did remove.

I'm standing, Lord:
Since Thou hast spoken, Lord, I see
Thou hast beset- these rocks are Thee! 
And since Thy love encloses me, 
I stand and sing.
- Betty Stam

"Fear ye not, stand still and see . . . "
Exodus 14:13

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