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GOD'S MESSENGER.
To the bright haven of the blest,
Whore broods no fear nor pain,
The Shepherd in His sheltering arms
Brought back His own again.
Whore broods no fear nor pain,
The Shepherd in His sheltering arms
Brought back His own again.
All things are His, and all obey
His wonder-working will;
E'en common things have life and speech,
And His commands fulfil.
From buried seeds, awhile entombed
In these dead souls of ours,
The sun and storm shall cherish buds
Of fair, immortal flowers.
His wonder-working will;
E'en common things have life and speech,
And His commands fulfil.
From buried seeds, awhile entombed
In these dead souls of ours,
The sun and storm shall cherish buds
Of fair, immortal flowers.
Oh, let me learn the lesson, Lord,
And live it and be true,
Waiting in patience at Thy feet
Thy holy will to do.
Resting in Thee confidingly,
Trusting in Thee always,
And finding every hour unfold
Some secret cause for praise.
And live it and be true,
Waiting in patience at Thy feet
Thy holy will to do.
Resting in Thee confidingly,
Trusting in Thee always,
And finding every hour unfold
Some secret cause for praise.
