IF WE BUT KNEW by Eron Alpha Gregory

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Feb 3, 1898

IF WE BUT KNEW.

By Eron Alpha Gregory

If we but knew the troubled thoughts arising, Behind the brows that look so calm and smooth, We’d leave unsaid the words all light and thoughtless That sometime rob life of its fairest bloom; If we but knew.

If we but knew how many weary vigils The bright eyes gazing in our own had kept, We would not shadow their brief hour of gladness, That soon enough will give place to some new regret; If we but knew.

If we but knew how heavy were the burdens Pressing upon weak shoulders everywhere, We’d come with willing hands and words of kindness To ease them of the grievous loads they bear. If we but knew.

If we but knew the erring feet that wander Far out where rage the dark and ceaseless storms, Were longing to come back to peace and shelter, How gladly would we go and guide them home; If we but knew!

If we but knew how soon the dear, sweet faces We love so well, might pass from earth fore’er, We would caress them in this world more often, With gentlest touch would wipe away their tears; If we but knew.

—Eron Alpha Gregory.