Replies

He Maketh No Mistake is a poem I have pasted in my Bible, Polly, and it's my favorite. This one, though, is next:

HOW THE LORD SUSTAINS

Christian, when the way seems darkest,
When thine eyes with tears are dim,
Straight to God thy Father hast'ning,
Tell thy troubles all to Him.
Not to human ear confiding
Thy sad tale of grief and care,
But before thy Father kneeling,
Pour out all thy sorrows there.

Sympathy of friends may cheer thee,
When the fierce, wild storms have burst,
But God only can console thee
When it breaks upon thee first.
Go with words or tears or silence,
Only lay thee at His feet;
Thou shalt prove how great His pity,
And His tenderness how sweet.

Far too well thy Savior loves thee
To allow thy life to be
One long, calm, unbroken summer,
One unruffled, storm less sea.
He would have thee fondly nestling
Close to His loving breast;
He would have that world seem brighter,
Where alone is perfect rest.

Though His wise and loving purpose
Clearly yet thou may'st not see,
Still believe with faith unshaken,
All will work for good to thee.
Therefore, when thy way is gloomy
And thine eyes with tears are dim,
Straight to God thy Father hast'ning,
Tell thy sorrows all to Him.

--Anon