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LIFE'S ANSWER

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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Dec 1, 1887

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 13, No. 46.

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LIFE'S ANSWER.

I KNOW not if the dark or bright Shall be my lot, If that wherein my hopes delight Be best or not.
It may be mine to drag for years Toil's heavy chain, Or day and night my meat be tears, On bed of pain.
Dear faces may surround my hearth With smiles and glee, Or I may dwell alone, and mirth Be strange to me.
My bark is wafted to the strand By breath divine; And on the helm there rests a hand Other than mine.
One who has known in storms to sail I have on board; Above the raving of the gale I hear my Lord.
He holds me when the billows smite, I shall not fall; If sharp 'tis short, if long 'tis light; He tempers all.
Safe to the land! safe to the land! The end is this, And then with him go hand in hand Far into bliss. —Selected.