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Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Feb 10, 1914

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 41, No. 5.

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God Alone

By Mrs. Alta Davis

NOBODY else knows a mother's care; Nobody knows her love, Nor the silent watches spent in prayer, As she pleads with her God above To lead her children gently on In the safe and narrow way, Till they reach the home in the great beyond In the realms of endless day.
It matters not where they may go; Though they may wander far On some wild mountain white with snow, Or on ocean's wind-swept bar, Still her heart looks up to God above, As she kneels at His feet in prayer, And she gains the assurance of heavenly love, And she leaves her burden there.
O God, may I ever humbly be A suppliant at Thy throne; Bearing my children up to Thee, Though to them Thou art yet unknown. And may I teach them from Thy word, Of the true and the living Way, Till they shall learn to know the Lord, And gladly His will obey.
Together, then, we will follow on, To do His blessed will; And when the days of trial dawn, We'll hear Him say, "Be still." And as we listen to His voice, So gentle and sweet and grand, Our hearts will in His love rejoice, And we'll trust His guiding hand. Mrs. Alta Davis.