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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Aug 6, 1908

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 85, No. 32.

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Courage

BECAUSE I hold it sinful to despond, And will not let the bitterness of life Blind me with burning tears, but look beyond Its tumult and its strife,—
Because I lift my head above the mist, Where the sun shines, and the broad breezes blow, By every ray and every raindrop kissed That God's love doth bestow,—
Think you I find no bitterness at all? No burden to be borne, like Christian's pack? Think you there are no ready tears to fall Because I keep them back?
Why should I clasp life's ills with cold reserve, To curse myself and all who love me? Nay, A thousand times more good than I deserve God gives me every day.
Dark skies must clear; and when the clouds are past, One golden day repays a weary year; Patient I listen, sure that sweet at last Will sound his voice of cheer.
—Anon.