Where the river runs deep

the waters are calm

Only in the shallows, with rocky, uneven bottom

do the waters foam and bubble

Our lives are in the shallows now, Lord

shallow in the count of days

rocky with the toilsome, wearying labor

of preparing to move

Yet even on the banks of raging rivers

lie quiet pools

where feet and hearts may find their cooling rest

Give us peace, Lord.

Give us peace.