GOD'S PROMISES | AdventAI

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · May 14, 1885

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 11, No. 19.

GOD'S PROMISES.

LORD, I believe! The cross of care That crowds upon my tired heart, I bring to thee! No other love Could lift the load, relieve the smart. Strength for the day, thy promise gives; Because thou art, thy servant lives.

Lord, I believe! The rain of tears That dims these weeping eyes to-night, Can never hide thy rainbow arch, Thy sign of love and life and light! In mystic grandeur, calm and high, It arches o'er my western sky.

Lord, I believe! The Babel sounds That ring upon my weary ear, Drown not the still, small voice that speaks In steadfast accents, true and clear; Lord, here am I! Thy will reveal, As at thy blessed feet I kneel.

Lord, I believe! The cross is hard, The night is dark, and long the road; Can I forget the form that bowed 'Neath sharper cross, and heavier load? The wounded feet that here have trod, And marked with blood the shuddering sod?

Lord, I believe! Mine unbelief, My weakness, and my wrong forgive! Tired, trembling, troubled, let me touch Thy garment's hem and I shall live; For, wounded, sinful, though I be, God's promises are all for me.

—The Advance.