Be Still my soul: be still, be still : Good Friday poem

Be still my soul, be still, be still
Add to this day no pomp or thrill
For on this day: so many years ago
The Light of lights ceased to glow

Be still my soul be still, be still
And call to mind that dreadful hill
Where on a cross with arms stretched wide
The world's Redeemer expired and died

Be still my soul, be still, be still
Straighten up your life, your drooping will
For Eternity has chosen to rescue, to see
This soul once broken by tragedy...

Be still my soul, be still, be still
Your destiny is calling: it's time, it's real
From all Eternity from the start of time
Your soul was infused with a life sublime..

Be still, my soul: be still, be still
Allow your heart, your mind to feel
The sorrows the sufferings the worst of mankind
It is what the Lamb of lambs on Calvary did find..