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AFTER THE STORM

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Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · Nov 27, 1879

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 5, No. 45.

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AFTER THE STORM.

AFTER the storm, a calm; After the bruise, a balm; For the ill brings good in the Lord's own time, And the sigh becomes the psalm.
After the drought, the dew; After the cloud, the blue; For the sky will smile in the sun's good time, And the earth grow glad and new.
Bloom is the heir of blight, Dawn is the child of night; And the rolling change of the busy world Bids the wrong yield back the right.
Under the fount of ill Many a cup doth fill, And the patient lip, though it drinketh oft, Finds only the bitter still.
Truth seemeth oft to sleep, Blessing so slow to reap, Till the hours of waiting are weary to bear, And the courage is hard to keep.
Nevertheless, I know Out of the dark must grow, Sooner or later, whatever is fair, Since the heavens have willed it so. —Advance.