Here you will find the Poem There is a calm for those who weep, of poet James Montgomery
There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found: They softly lie, and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. A bruised reed God will not break; Afflictions all his children feel; He wounds them for his mercy's sake. He wounds to heal! O traveller in the vale of tears! To realms of everlasting light, Through time's dark wilderness of years, Pursue thy flight.
