The Home Circle | AdventAI

Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · Aug 7, 1879

The Home Circle.

LIGHT THROUGH CLOUDS.

BECAUSE I hold it sinful to despond, And will not let the bitterness of life Blind me with burning tears, but look beyond Its tumult and its strife; Because I lift my head above the mist, Where the sun shines and the broad breezes blow, By every ray and every raindrop kissed, That God's love doth bestow; Think you I find no bitterness at all, No burden to be borne, like Christian's pack? Think you there are no ready tears to fall, Because I keep them back? Why should I hug life's ills with cold reserve To curse myself and all who love me? Nay, A thousand times more good than I deserve, God gives me every day. And in each one of these rebellious tears, Kept bravely back, he makes a rainbow shine. Grateful I take his slightest gifts; no fears Nor any doubts are mine. Dark skies must clear, and when the clouds are past, One golden day redeems a weary year; Patient I listed, sure that sweet at last Will sound his voice of cheer. —Selected.