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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Third-day, January 14, 1868

WALKING BY FAITH.

What though before me it is dark, Too dark for one to see, I ask for light for one step more; 'Tis quite enough for me.

Each little humble step I take, The gloom clears from the next; So, though 'tis very dark beyond, I never am perplexed.

And if sometimes the mist hangs close, So close I fear to stray, Patiently I wait a little while, And soon it clears away.

I would not see my further path, For mercy veils it so; My present steps would harder be, Did I the future know.

It may be that my path is rough, Thorny and hard and steep, And knowing this my strength would fail, Through fear and terror deep.

It may be that it winds along, A smooth and flowery way; But seeing this I should despise The journey of to-day.

Perhaps my path is very short, My journey almost done; And I should tremble at the thought, Of ending it so soon.

Or, if I saw a weary length Of road that I must wend, Fainting, I'd think my feeble power, Would fail me ere the end.

And so I would not further see, My journey in its length, Assured that through my Father's love, Each step will bring its strength.

Thus step by step I onward go, Not looking far before, Trusting that I shall always have Light for just one step more.