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The Things We Do Not Know

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D.C. · Dec 25, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 52.

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The Things We Do Not Know

By L. D. Santee

L. D. SANTEE
THERE is never life so pleasant But the roses hold their thorn, And above the morning sunshine Is the shadow of the storm. Good and bad are strangely mingled; Wheat and tares together grow. But we have to trust the Saviour For the things we do not know.
Good and bad are strangely mingled; Poison lurks among the flowers, Life and death clasp hands together, Sorrow comes in happiest hours. Pain’s the common lot of mortals; After pleasure, tears will flow, But we have to trust the Saviour For the things we do not know.
He that watches, waits, and lingers For his loved ones in the ground, Shall he clasp their loving fingers When the wondrous trump shall sound? Shall he meet them, hear their voices, Where the tear-drops never flow? It is sweet to trust the Saviour For the things we do not know.
Moline, Ill.