p. 12 | SUBMISSION by F. G. Browning

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · May 11, 1904

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 30, No. 19.

SUBMISSION.

By F. G. Browning

I CAN not say Beneath the presence of life's cares to-day I joy in these; But I can say That I had rather walk this rugged way, If Him it please.

I can not feel That all is well when darkening clouds conceal The shining sun; But then I know God lives and loves, and say, since it is so, Thy will be done.

I can not speak In happy tone; the teardrops on my cheek Show I am sad; But I can speak Of grace to suffer with submission meek Until made glad.

I do not see Why God should e'en permit some things to be When He is love; But I can see, Tho often dimly, through the mystery, His hand above.

I do not know Where falls the seed that I have tried to sow With greatest care; But I shall know The meaning of each waiting hour below Sometime, somewhere.

I may not try To keep the hot tears back—but hush that sigh, 'It might have been;' And try to still Each rising murmur and to God's sweet will Respond, 'Amen.' —F. G. Browning.