SECURITY by Mrs. J. B. Goldsborough

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jan 29, 1902

SECURITY

By Mrs. J. B. Goldsborough

[By the late Mrs. J. B. Goldsborough.]

Be with me, Saviour, the way is long and drear, 'Twill ne'er be lone and sad if Thou art near; Earth's heavy burdens do so press and goad, Give me Thine aid, or I fall beside the road; Thy Holy Spirit give to comfort and to cheer, Inspire with courage that casts out troubled fear; Then I have strength to kneel and hope to rise, For truth brings glory to earth's darkest skies.

Be ever with me, Lord, till my journey's close; Pray temper every wind that rudely blows; Lest in weakness I am overborne by wrong, Unite me to Thy strength; then I'll be strong. Too zealous I am of earth to seek and grasp, Things high and sacred do oft elude my clasp. Give Thou me the clear-eyed vision to discern, And teach the things that Thou wouldst have me learn.

Dear Lord, come in my heart and there abide, And all the problems of my life decide. I scan the paths Thy saints have trodden long; Help me to walk that way with cheering song; Spare Thou my life, 'twill ever be Thine own; Without Thy counsel I shall fail—alone. So give me faith to walk; O, let light sweep away The veil that now obscures the perfect day.

Minneapolis, Minn.