Peace After Sorrow

There is a peace that cometh after sorrow,
Of hope surrendered, not hope fulfilled.
A peace that looketh not upon tomorrow,
But calmly on a tempest that is stilled.
A peace that lives not now in joy’s excesses,
Nor in the happy life of love secure;
But in the unerring strength the heart possesses,
Of conflicts won while learning to endure.
A peace there is, in sacrifice secluded,
A life subdued from will and passion free
‘Tis not the peace that over Eden brooded,
But that which triumphed in Gethsemene.

Jessie Rose Gates 1897

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