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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · Jan 2, 1907

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 33, No. 1.

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HIS WAY.

By Anna F. Burnham

God lets us go our way alone, Till we are homesick and distressed And humbly, then, come back to own His way is best.
He lets us thirst by Horeb's rock, And hunger in the wilderness; Yet, at our feeblest, faintest knock, He waits to bless.
He lets us faint in far-off lands, And feed on husks, and feel the smart, Till we come home with empty hands, And swelling heart.
But then for us the robe and ring, The Father's welcome and the feast, While over us the angels sing,— The last and least. —Anna F. Burnham.