p. 59 | COMPANIONSHIP by G. S. D.

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 4, 1874

COMPANIONSHIP

By G. S. D.

If I could only surely know That all these things that tire me so Were noticed by my Lord,— The pang that cuts me like a knife, The lesser pains of daily life, The noise, the weariness, the strife, What peace it would afford!

I wonder if He really shares In all my little human cares— This mighty King of kings? If he, who guides, through boundless space, Each blazing planet in its place, Can have the condescending grace To mind these petty things?

It seems to me if sure of this, Blent with each ill would come such bliss That I might covet pain, And deem whatever brought to me The loving thought of Deity, And sense of Christ's sweet sympathy, Not loss, but richest gain.

[The author adds, in a note, that he had intended to end his song here, but on reading it aloud, his little daughter of eight years said, “Papa, it seems to me that there ought to be just one more verse to tell what you really do think about it.” So the following stanza was added.—Ed. S. S. T.]

Dear Lord! My heart hath not a doubt That thou dost compass me about With sympathy divine! The Love for me once crucified, Is not the love to leave my side But waiteth ever to divide Each smallest care of mine.

—G. S. D. in S. S. Times.