The Loom of Life

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Nov 4, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 54.

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The Loom of Life

Worthie Harris Holden
Sometimes when the day seems a failure As I muse at the setting of sun, I weep o’er the poor, blighted pattern In the weaving so shabbily done.
Methinks that my motives were loyal Though my service so poor for my King, But even my heart may deceive me When it seeks some excuses to bring.
Perhaps if each day brought successes, I might gloat o’er my triumph with pride; It may be He humbles my spirit To keep me fore’er by His side.
I am glad that He knows just the reason, That He honors the love that will try, And some day on a loom in His heaven I shall perfectly weave by and by.
Portland, Oregon.