Who bids it do His errand in our hearts,

And banish peace till nobler guests arrive,

And bring it back, a true and endless peace?

Calamities are friends.

Young.

When great calamities afflict the soul,

Then, God of Mercy, then, we cry to Thee!

Thou the physician art to make us whole;

Thou art the help in our calamity.

But when the clouds of grief be overpast,