LIFE FULL OF BLESSING by Susan Birdsall Roberts

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 10, 1904

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 30, No. 32.

LIFE FULL OF BLESSING.

By Susan Birdsall Roberts

BY SUSAN BIRDSALL ROBERTS.

This life is not all unrequited toil, Let us not despair, but think How many a coveted prize is won When the heart is ready to sink; We plan and propose, and wonder why Those plans do not meet with success; We can not unravel life's woof, and know They might not another bless.

Our interests oft seem very diverse, But may in the tangled maze More closely connect than we dream, or think, In mysterious, unseen ways.

There is One who knows when ’tis best for me To win, or is best to lose; He gathers the threads of my destiny, I shall know some day if He choose.

One thing I know, and have learned it well, It is better for me to trust, Not rebel at the dealings of Providence And only yield when I must.

There is many a nugget of purest gold Hid away in the coarsest dust; There is many a blessing that will unfold When we patiently work and trust.

Rare flowers are blooming in darkest night, Their beauty is shadowed ’till morn; So blessings are hidden in sorrow from sight, While we press to our bosom the thorn. God tempers the winds to the lambs that are shorn, He will not forget you and me; Let us lean on His breast, confide in His love, And hourly tokens we'll see.