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One Who Loves Me

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 8, 1909

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 86, No. 14.

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One Who Loves Me

By Margaret R. Radcliffe

I KNOW not what is before me, And why should I care to know? Some One that I know and who loves me Is on the path I go.
True, the sunlight high above me Is hidden by clouds hung low; But I'm sure the One who loves me Is holding the clouds just so.
Yes, the path looks rough beyond me— With bramble and brier and stone; But One who watches and loves me Will not let me walk alone.
It is true, night falls about me So silent, so strange and still; But the One is near who loves me, My safety is in his will.
The light that pierces the darkness Is Judah's lantern, I know; But the Christ is there beside me— Close to me, kneeling low.
The day brings trial and sorrow, Brings agony, pain, and loss; But Jesus, my King and my Saviour, Near me, beareth my cross.
—Margaret R. Radcliffe.