ALL THINGS by C. B. Heath

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 29, 1875

ALL THINGS.

By C. B. Heath

Not one, or two, or many, but all things Shall work together for the good of those Who love the Lord in sweet sincerity. Oh, blessed promise! It is full of strength To those who walk but feebly in the way; Once grasped, and all the round, rich earth is full Of rosy light. The stony, silent hills Of difficulty melt away in air, Or grow less steep and strange; the valleys low Of deep humiliation look so green, So peaceful, that we walk entranced therein; While the cold, averted eyes, bent on us By the world, lose half their power to wound.

“All things together!” How the knotty skein Of life grows straight, while one by one Its threads are disentangled, and we find The warp and woof grow white and whiter still; Each adding strength to each, while all combined Show forth the wondrous, patient care and love That gird us round, and leave no sunless spot. We thank thee, Father, for this promise rich, That like a ray of light illumines all The hazy caves of doubt, and unbelief; And raises up cool groves to shelter us— Born of the hopes beyond.

All things will turn, Like strange sea-waves, that ever moving on Keep each its neighbor on its onward course, Helping itself meanwhile. O promise fair, So full of meat and wine, ye can make glad The hearts of hungry, thirsty souls that need Strong faith to keep them in the narrow way.

—C. B. Heath.