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

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

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PATIENCE.

By Frances E. Bolton

BY FRANCES E. BOLTON.
“Ye have need of patience.”
WHAT do I need, dear Lord, that I desire And have not? That I pine For gifts that Thou couldst give? that like a fire There burns great wants within this heart of mine? “Patience.”
Why must I weep to-day and urge and pray? Is Thine ear heavy that it can not hear? What must I learn to brighten my dark way? What must I have to make life's meaning clear? “Patience.”
And will these ruins about my being cast Curb my proud spirit to obey Thy will? What will life's discipline work out at last To compensate me for these days of ill? “Patience.”
Yes, as a seed that's buried in the mold, Watered by lowering clouds, breaks from the sod, And lifts up stalk of leaves and flower of gold, So from life's pain there grows to please thy God, “Patience.”
For every sorrow there is ministry Of heaven's strength to help thy discipline, Till thou shalt bow in pure humility, And Godlike majesty shall trace within “Patience.”
Wait but on God, the King omnipotent, And know no plea in vain, no want unknown, And sweet will be thy spirit's deep content, And Heaven itself at last will lift and crown “Patience.”