PATIENCE by Fannie Bolton

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Oct 1, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 47.

PATIENCE.

By Fannie Bolton

BY FANNIE BOLTON.

PATIENCE is godlike. Doth not God each hour Wait till the centuries drag their weight of ill To its last goal, albeit he hath the power To sweep the face of earth clean? And yet still He waits the final working out of sin. The nations fill The cup of their iniquity to brim, albeit it grieve The heart of Infinite Love to see men weep, And angels mourn, desiring to relieve. They weep to see sin brush the bloom from life, And long to sweep the destroyer to his doom, To put an end to all earth's weary strife, And see the Conqueror burst the noisome tomb. Yet in the sanctuary's place they see The face of Infinite Patience looking on, And drop their wings, that raised impetuously, And hush their murmurs till God's will is done, Saying, "God waits, and till he waits no more Let us be patient who are finite still, Stand veiled before his throne, love to adore, And wait submissive to the all-wise will." O human heart that lives so brief a span, Gaze on the majesty of patience still. Wait; all is well, for love fulfills the plan. Be patient also; God completes his will.