James Montgomery

(4 November 1771 – 30 April 1854 / Irvine in Ayrshire)

There Is A Calm For Those Who Weep, - Poem by 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.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010



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