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SCATTER THE SUNSHINE

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Dec 5, 1892

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 5.

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SCATTER THE SUNSHINE.

By Mrs. L. D. Avery-Stuttle

BY MRS. L. D. AVERY-STUTTLE.
How little we know of the grief and pain That hide in our brother's heart! Oh, little we know of the clouds and rain, Of the roaring winds and the raging main, Of the fainting heart and the weary brain, Of the pain, and the cruel smart!
Ah, how can we tell but the reason why The poor feet stumble so Is only because the tearful eye Is blind to the light of the sunny sky, And the devious path cannot descry, Because of the tears that flow!
How little we know, though the face be fair And the brow be cold and calm! We see the smile that the features wear, But see not the heart with its load of care, Nor dream of the bitterness resting there, Nor the need of a healing balm.
Then scatter the sunshine of love around; For many a heart is sad And bowed to the ground, with a grief profound. Oh, haste, for the sorrows of earth abound; Pour oil and wine in the festering wound, Till the sorrowful heart is glad!
Battle Creek, Mich.