GOD CHOOSES | AdventAI

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · Mar 8, 1905

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 31, No. 10.

GOD CHOOSES.

He chose this path for thee; No feeble chance, or hard, relentless fate, But love, His love, hath placed thy footsteps here. He knew the way was desolate, Knew how thy heart would often sink with fear; Yet tenderly He whispered, "Child, I see This path is best for thee."

He chose this path for thee, Tho well He knew sharp thorns would pierce thy feet, Knew how the bramble would obstruct thy way; Knew all the hidden dangers thou wouldst meet; Knew how thy faith would falter day by day; And still the whisper echoed: "Yes, I see, This path is best for thee."

He chose this path for thee, And well He knew that thou must tread alone Its gloomy vales, and ford each flowing stream; Knew how thy bleeding heart would sobbing moan: "Dear Lord, to wake and find it all a dream." Love scanned it all, yet still could say: "I see This path is best for thee."

He chose this path for thee, E'en while He knew the fearful midnight gloom Thy timid, shrinking soul must travel through; How towering rocks would oft before thee loom, And phantoms grim would meet thy frightened view. Still came the whisper, "My beloved, I see This path is best for thee."

He chose this path for thee; What needst thou more? This sweeter truth to know That all along these strange, bewildering ways, O'er rocky steeps and where dark rivers flow, His loving arms will bear thee "all the days." A few steps more, and thou thyself shalt see This path is best for thee. —Selected.