Worry and Quietness

Two passions that cannot agree
Both try to be a friend to me.

Two passions that cannot agree
Both try to be a friend to me.
The one more forward often gains
An entrance to my heart and reins.
In her I have no confidence;
I find in her no real defense,
Yet Worry often would pretend
That she’s my only faithful friend.

She seems to think she has the power
To save me from each dreaded hour.
She chatters to her heart’s delight
And often makes her cause seem right,
But when I’ve heard her speak at length,
I can’t discover any strength
To fight my real or fancied foes,
Nor any balm to soothe my woes.

But Quietness, though very meek,
Has strength while seeming to be weak;
The strength of faith that doesn’t talk,
But firmly grips the solid Rock.
In her I have a faithful friend
On whom I really can depend.
She doesn’t clamor to be heard,
But points me to the living Word.

Nita Brainard

“In quietness and in confidence shall be your strength.” ~ Isa 30:15