A Shelter in the Time of Need by Delwin Rees Buckner

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jul 5, 1910

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 37, No. 26.

A Shelter in the Time of Need

By Delwin Rees Buckner

By Delwin Rees Buckner

THE towering trees as by an ax are riven By pointed lightning, falling from the clouds,— The needle that doth stitch Day's evening shrouds; Against my window-panes are hail-beads driven,— Some gems estrayed from heav'n's adorned dome; The wild winds, furious, do rage and chafe; But in the storm—thanks be to God—we're safe Within our modest, humble, cozy home.

What need of worry for the future days? Are we not safe within the present hour? God knows our wants; He knows that we are frail; But—if we let Him—He will plan our ways. He finds the bird a shelter in the bower, And for the hare a covert in the vale.

Ambato, Ecuador.