p. 14 | Living by Faith by Pearl Waggoner

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Oct 4, 1910

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 37, No. 39.

Living by Faith

By Pearl Waggoner

THIS life is like a checkered path, with hidden snares beset, Where thorns and flowers together grow, and varied scenes are met; The sunshine scattered in the way is intermixed with rain, And all the truest joys we meet have birth in hours of pain.

But when my heart is aching sore, and when mine eyes are dim, Yet in it all, and through it all, there comes the thought of Him,— Of Him who feels the load I bear, whose love surrounds me still, Whose presence e'en the longest night or darkest day can fill.

And so, tho trials overwhelm, yet can I not despair, Because a Father's love I know, and own my Father's care. On it I lean, in it I trust, on it my heart is stayed, And well I know my faith therein shall never be betrayed.

Full often do the clouds arise until His face they hide, Yet still I know His changeless love will keep Him at my side. I see Him not, I feel Him not, I know, and therefore rest, Believing that His Word is true and all is for the best.