A Poem by Amy Carmichael

When stormy winds against us break
Establiksh & reinforce our will;
O hear us for Thine own name's sake;
Hold us in strength & hold us still.

Still as the faithful mountains stand
Through the long silent years of stress,
So would we wait at Thy right hand,
In quietness & steadfastness.

But not of us this strength, O Lord,
& not of us this constancy;
Our trust is Thine eternal Word,
Thy presence our security.