“WHOM, THEN, CAN WE TRUST?”
If thy heart hath sorrow tasted,
And thine early hopes have flown;
If thy life with grief is wasted,
And thou hast no gladness known;
If the friend whom thou hast cherished
Coldly turns from thee away;
If his promised love hath perished,
As the brightest flowers decay;
If thy bright, thy golden treasure,
Distant flies on hidden wings;
If no hope of future pleasure
Round thy darkened pathway springs;
If the clouds are gathering o’er thee,
And the night all starless seems;
If thou hast no light before thee,
Save these sad, unloving dreams,—
Turn thy thoughts to One above thee!
Trust in Him whose power can save!
Jesus Christ, I know, will love thee,
He will quell this darksome wave.
Think not now of earthly sorrow,—
Weep no more when loves decay;—
Know there is a brighter morrow,
Where no love will fade away.
Oh, then, trust! No more be fearing!
Trust in Him whose name is love;
Then the future will be cheering,
For there’s joy for thee above.