p. 412 | HE CARETH by Family Circle

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Jul 8, 1889

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 15, No. 26.

HE CARETH.

By Family Circle

WHAT can it mean? Is it ought to Him That the nights are long and the days are dim? Can he be touched by the griefs I bear, Which sadden the heart and whiten the hair? Around His throne are eternal calms, And strong glad music of happy psalms, And bliss unruffled by any strife; How can He care for my little life?

When shadows hang o'er me the whole day long, And my spirit is bowed with shame and wrong; When I am not good, and the deeper shade Of conscious sin makes my heart afraid, And the busy world has too much to do To stay in its course to help me through, And I long for a Saviour—can it be That the God of the universe cares for me?

Oh, wonderful story of deathless love! Each child is dear to that heart above. He fights for me when I cannot fight, He comforts me in the gloom of night; He lifts the burden, for he is strong, He stills the sigh and awakens the song; The sorrows that bowed me down he bears, And loves and pardons because he cares.

Let all who are sad take heart again; We are not alone in our hours of pain; Our Father stoops from his throne above To soothe and quiet us with his love. He leaves us not when the storm is high And we have safety, for he is nigh. Can it be trouble which he doth share? Oh, rest in peace, for the Lord does care.

—Family Circle.