CARE by Philip Burroughs Strong

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Jul 1, 1886

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 12, No. 25.

CARE.

By Philip Burroughs Strong

"Casting all your care upon Him, For he careth"—words how sweet! How the Infinite and finite In this sacred sentence meet!

How each word, alone, the spirit Cheers and comforts; how the whole, Like a loving benediction, Soothes the sorrow of the soul!

Casting—like some long-borne burden, From the shoulders thrown at last, We the care, grown, oh! so heavy, On our Lord may wholly cast.

Casting all—oh, gracious fullness, Slight as well as gravest care; None too small for him to notice, None too great for him to bear.

Casting all your care, ah, tender, Thoughtful "your;" then it must be That his care for us is special, Personal for you and me.

Casting all your care upon him; Doubts and dreads and anxious fears, All that weighs the heart with sadness, All that dims the eyes with tears.

Casting all your care upon him, For he careth, he doth heed; Every want and woe foreseeth, Will not fail us in our need.

Careth for us—oh, how precious Is the care of earthly friend! But the watch-care of a mother Doth our Father's care transcend.

Careth for us—oh, then, brother, Let us care so wondrous prove; From our hearts, let us, believing, All anxiety remove.

Cast it on the Lord and leave it, Trust his word so sweet and blest, And our hearts, before so burdened, Shall in peace surpassing rest. —Philip Burroughs Strong, in Watchman.