p. 340 | The Only Way by Mrs. Carrie K. Butcher

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jun 9, 1914

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 41, No. 22.

The Only Way

By Mrs. Carrie K. Butcher

Mrs. Carrie K. Butcher

WE walk so sweetly, hand in hand, My Lord and I! And O, He helps me understand, And daily try To do His will, with all my might, And keep unspotted in His sight!

He whispers precious things to me, That cheer me so, And just the lesson helps me SEE, I needs must know! And hour by hour, His strength I prove, And praise Him for His matchless love.

I am so glad I've learned to love This blessed way! There's just one way His love to prove. 'Tis, hear, obey. If in unbidden paths we tread, Dark clouds will gather overhead.

Nor pleading prayer nor burning tear Will e'er suffice To cause our Lord to lend an ear Or heed our cries. Turn where we will, try as we may, Obedience is the only way.

So when our stubborn nature yields To love and grace, Then, O, how quick our Lord reveals His smiling face! And all our idols lose their charms When safe we nestle in His arms.

Beloved, this lesson came to me Through years of strife. I pass it on, that you may see And shun the life That vainly tries to walk with God, Yet will not "pass beneath the rod."

No matter what our Lord demands, 'Tis for the best; And if in His we place our hands, We'll sweetly rest, And feel and know, from hour to hour, The wonders of His keeping power.