UNTO THE DAY

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, Cal. · May 31, 1899

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 25, No. 22.

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"UNTO THE DAY."

I ASK not, Lord, that life shall give to me All peace, and quiet sheltering from storm; I would not rob my soul's experience By asking that the sun shine ever warm. I only pray, my Lord, whate'er befall, "Give Thou me grace to triumph o'er it all."
Come storm, come shine, let my life ordered be In each degree as seemeth to Thee best. I know that every day is destiny; My soul's assurance folds its wings in rest. Whatever comes, I only ask of Thee: Unto the day, my strength sufficient be. BESSIE JOHNSON-BELLMAN. Howard, Kansas.