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God’s Anvil

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 23, 1908

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 85, No. 17.

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God’s Anvil

By Julius Sturm

PAIN’S furnace-heat within me quivers, God’s breath upon the flame doth blow, And all my heart in anguish shivers And trembles at the fiery glow. And yet I whisper, “As God will!” And in his hottest fire hold still.
He comes, and lays my heart, all heated, On the hard anvil, minded so Into his own fair shape to beat it With his great hammer, blow on blow! And yet I whisper, “As God will!” And at his heaviest blows hold still.
Why should I murmur? for the sorrow Thus only longer-lived would be; Its end may come, and will, to-morrow, When God has done his work in me. So I say, trusting, “As God will!” And, trusting to the end, hold still.
He kindles for my profit purely Affliction’s glowing, fiery brand; And all his heaviest blows are surely Inflicted by a Master-hand. So I say, praying, “As God will!” And hope in him, and suffer still!
— Julius Sturm.