The Reign of Suffering

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Mar 4, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 11.

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The Reign of Suffering

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN
Who knows not suffering, whose reign began When sin enthralled our earth? She treads with plaintive mien the realm of man
Wherever grief has birth, And pain and sorrow speed for her abroad With messages of woe; Yet each, despite her will, allures to God Because he wills it so.
Perverse is man. He heeds no gracious call To heavenly good and bliss. The Father knows when we surrender all ’Twill yield full happiness;
So suffering cuts deep the thriving vine And prunes the light and gay, That for our weal, “Thy will, O Lord, not mine,” The stricken heart may say.
The bruised life a fragrance will disclose,— Beatitudes of grace,— And soon our God shall suffering depose When we behold his face.
Portland, Oregon.