BE PATIENT, LORD

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Mar 20, 1893

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 20.

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BE PATIENT, LORD.

BECAUSE I cannot cry to Thee, Lord, leave me not to my despair; Dear Christ, stay patiently by me; I am not strong enough for prayer.
Like some poor stricken thing I come, Too weak to moan my hurt to thee; Thou understandeth, Lord, the dumb; Be not less pitiful to me.
Grief's steel has broken in my heart The cruel barb of its keen blade: I know thy touch is gentlest, yet Be patient, Lord, I am afraid.
Athrill with torture, anguish blind, In human pain all else forgot, I stretch mine arms thine own to find; Oh, let their firmness fail me not!
Long, long ago, thy touch most sweet Gave blind Bartimeus back the light; Lord, I, a beggar at thy feet, Plead with thee for my soul's dear sight—
That seeing thy pierced heart, whence poured Life's last red drop on Calvary's hill, And seeing on thy forehead, Lord, The cruel thorns that crowned to kill,
The sight may touch diviner chord, That cries out braver than my will, And if thou wilt, remove it, Lord, And if thou wilt, press deeper still. —Ada A. Mosher.