Satisfied by Mrs. C. A. Knowles

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 24, 1864

Satisfied.

By Mrs. C. A. Knowles

WHAT though the way Is dark, and rough the path? All things obey Him who can change the night of wrath To endless day.

What though the tide Sweeps every landmark from my sight? The Crucified, Through all the weary hours of night, Is by my side.

What though for me No flowers wave, no tendrils climb? I yet shall see The Rose of Sharon bloom, when time No more shall be.

What though I wear Black garments through a night of woe? I yet shall share The blood-bought robe of snow, Stainless and fair.

What though the whirl Of fortune's wheel brings wealth untold To all the world? I yet shall walk on streets of gold, Through gates of pearl.

What though the wave Of death above my head shall roll? The silent grave Can bring no terror to my soul, For Christ can save.

In him I trust; To him ascend my songs of praise— The True and Just! He only hath the power to raise Me from the dust.

I shall outride The storm at last! the time is nigh When all earth's pride Shall sink beneath the blast, and I Am satisfied. MRS. C. A. KNOWLES, in World's Crisis.