ALL KNOWN TO THEE

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 11, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 31.

ALL KNOWN TO THEE.

My God, whose gracious pity I may claim, Calling thee Father—sweet, endearing name— The sufferings of this weak and weary frame All, all are known to thee.

From human eye 'tis better to conceal Much that I suffer, much I hourly feel; But, oh! this thought does tranquilize and heal, All, all is known to thee.

Each secret conflict with indwelling sin, Each sickening fear I ne'er the prize shall win, Each pang from irritation, turmoil, din, All, all is known to thee.

When, in the morning, unrefreshed I wake, Or in the night but little sleep I take, This brief appeal submissively I make, All, all is known to thee.

Nay, all by thee is ordered, chosen, planned, Each drop that fills my aching cup; thy hand Prescribes for ills none else can understand— All, all is known to thee.

The effectual means to hate what I deplore, In me thy longed-for likeness to restore, Self to dethrone, never to govern more, All, all is known to thee.

All this continual feebleness—this state Which seemeth to unnerve and incapacitate— Will work the cure my hopes and fears await. That can I leave to thee.

And welcome precious can thy Spirit make My little drop of suffering for thy sake. Father, the cup I drink, the path I take, All, all is known to thee.

—Selected.