In the Shadow | AdventAI

Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, Cal. · Sep 9, 1875

In the Shadow.

I WALK through darkened paths, yet know My Father marks the way I go; I cannot see his tender smile, But feel his clasping hand the while; And, since he heeds the sparrow's fall, I trust his love, in spite of all.

Borne through the dark by loving arms, I sometimes shrink with vague alarms; Yet closer cling, that I may hear The voice that whispers in mine ear. "O trembling soul," it says to me, "Rest in the love that clings to thee!"

I cannot tell if long the way By which I go, through night, to day; But, soon or late, I know my feet Will walk in sunshine, broad and sweet; And, soon or late, before mine eyes The radiant hills of peace uprise. —Sel.