All Things by Pearl Waggoner

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Aug 25, 1910

All Things

By Pearl Waggoner

PEARL WAGGONER

“All things work together for good to them that love God.”

BRIGHTLY glowing, ever shining, Are the sun, the moon, the stars; Why give way to sad repining In this glorious world of ours? For beyond that radiant splendor, Weary child of human woe, Waits for thee God’s comfort tender, And the joy that angels know.

Yield thou not to this thy sorrow With an overwhelming grief: E’en for thee a bright to-morrow Soon shall dawn with sweet relief; And, though long the time is seeming, It will come — ’twill tarry not; E’en the stars, so brightly beaming, Tell that God has not forgot.

Learn to read the blessed story Blazoned on the heights above, As they tell in words of glory, God is living, God is love. He is living, he is reigning; Ruler; he, o’er every land; O, then trust, without complaining! For thy times are in his hand.

Though the clouds may ofttimes gather, Back of them the sun shines still; Shade and sun but work together To perform for thee God’s will. Day and night are rightly blended, Earth needs rain as well as sun; Soon its beauty would be ended If it heaven’s showers should shun.

Welcome, then, the sun’s bright splendor; Welcome, too, the fading light: Stars, with all their radiance tender, Can be seen alone at night. Naught thou feelest but it reaches God’s great Father-heart of love; Naught but faith and goodness teaches, Fitting thee for life above.

Hinsdale, Ill.