Author Unknown

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · May 27, 1913

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 40, No. 21.

Good-By

Author Unknown

Good-by! Good-by! It is the sweetest blessing That falls from mortal lips on mortal ear,— The weakness of our human love confessing, The promise that a love more strong is near— May God be with you!

Why do we say it when the tears are starting? Why must a word so sweet bring only pain? Our love seems all-sufficient till the parting, And then we feel it impotent and vain— May God be with you!

O, may He guide and bless and keep you ever— He who is so strong to battle with your foes! Whoever fails, His love can fail you never; And all your needs He in His wisdom knows. May God be with you!

Better than earthly presence, e'en the dearest, Is the greatest blessing that our partings bring; For in the loneliest moments God is nearest, And from our sorrows heavenly comforts spring— May God be with you!

Good-by! Good-by! With latest breath we say it, A legacy of hope, and faith, and love. Parting must come, we can not long delay it; But, one in Him, we hope to meet above, If God be with us!

Good-by—'tis all we have for another. Our love, more strong than death, is helpless still; For none can take the burden from his brother, Or shield, except by prayer, from any ill. May God be with you!