BECAUSE THOU KNOWEST by Mary D. Brine

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Sep 19, 1900

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 26, No. 38.

BECAUSE THOU KNOWEST.

By Mary D. Brine

BECAUSE Thou knowest, O dear Lord, because Thou knowest well, The secret troubles of our hearts, those thoughts we can not tell E'en to our friends, however dear and pitying they may be— Because Thou knowest all, my Lord, our comfort lies in Thee!

At Thy dear feet our griefs are poured, on Thee our burdens laid; In Thee we find the sunshine, tho our way lies deep in shade; From Thine all-searching sight, O Christ, we would not try to hide Those secrets which from friends around are hidden 'neath our pride!

Ah, no! but as a grieving child leans on its mother's knee, We put our trembling hands in Thine, and tell our griefs to Thee, Because Thou knowest, gracious One, the reason of them all, Because Thine aid alone can lift and cheer us when we fall!

O loving Lord, who madest us, and who so long ago Dwelt with Thy children here on earth, learned human joy and woe, Bend down, and put Thine arms about Thy children as they pray, Because Thou knowest all their hearts, their need of Thee each day!

And whatsoe'er our trials be, tho they be great or small, "E'en as a mother comforteth," wilt Thou, who knowest all.

—Mary D. Brine, in Christian Endeavor World.