The Home Circle by Susan Coolidge

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Jan 13, 1888

The Home Circle.

By Susan Coolidge

WHEN HE COMES.

If I were told that he would come to-morrow, That the next sun Which sinks should bear me past all fear and sorrow For anyone, All the fight fought, all the short journey through, What should I do?

I do not think that I should shrink or falter, But just go on, Doing my work, nor change, nor seek to alter Aught that is gone, But rise and move, and love and smile and pray For one more day.

And lying down at night for a last sleeping, Say in that ear Which hearkens ever: "Lord, within thy keeping, How should I fear? And when to-morrow brings thee nearer still, Do thou thy will."

I might not sleep for awe; but peaceful, tender, My soul would lie All the night long; but when the morning splendor Flashed o'er the sky, I think that I could smile—could calmly say, "It is his day."

—Susan Coolidge.