Close at Hand

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jul 4, 1907

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 84, No. 27.

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“Close at Hand”

The way is long, and the day is hard; We are tired of the march, and of keeping guard; Tired of the sense of a fight to be won; Of days to live through, and work to be done; Tired of ourselves, and of being alone.
And all the while, did we only see, We walk in the Lord’s own company; We fight, but ’tis he who nerves our arm; He turns the arrow that else might harm; And out of the storm he brings a calm.
The work which we count so hard to do, He makes so easy; for he works, too; The days that are long to live are his— A bit of his bright eternities; And close to our needs his helping is.
O, eyes that were veiled and blinded quite, That caught no glimpse of the guiding light! O, dull, deaf ears, that could never hear The heavenly garment trailing near! O, faithless heart, which dared to fear!
— Susan Coolidge.