Sit Still By J. Danson Smith

Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Nor deem these days, these waiting days, as ill!
The One who loves thee best, who plans thy way,
Hath not forgotten thy great need today!
And, if He waits, 'tis sure he waits to prove
To thee, His tender child, His heart's deep love.

Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Thou longest much to know thy dear Lord's will!
While anxious thoughts would almost steal their way
Corrodingly within, because of His delay-
Persuade thyself in simple faith to rest
That He, who knows and loves, will do the best.

Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
Nor move one step, not even one, until
His way hath opened. Then, ah then, how sweet!
How glad thy heart, and then how swift thy feet
Thy inner being then, ah then, how strong!
And waiting days not counted then too long.

Sit still, my daughter! Just sit calmly still!
What higher service could'st thou for Him fill?
'Tis hard! Ah, yes! But choicest things must cost!
For lack of losing all how much is lost!
'Tis hard, 'tis, true! But then-He giveth grace
To count the hardest spot the sweetest place.
















This painting is an artist's rendition of Ruth waiting for Boaz
when Naomi says to her "Sit still, my daughter, until thou
know how the matter will fall..."