Hush thou and keep still, oh my soul,
And let that Power take control,
Which the Lord pours down every year
To wash away your wear and tear.
Be filled, my soul, with peace supreme
As show’rs of blessing through you stream,
Which this day come down from Above
As a gift from the Holy Dove.
Rejoice, my soul, with grateful heart
That of today’s Act you are a part,
When Creation itself opens up
To receive from the Holy Cup.
Be content, my soul, with your share
Because for you the Lord does care,
But keep not to yourself alone
The blessings which this day you’ve known.
- Victor Emmanuel Uwah, Poems From Without, 1997
