Poems (Kimball)/"Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him"

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4472118Poems — "Though He slay me, yet I will trust in him"Harriet McEwen Kimball
"THOUGH HE SLAY ME, YET WILL I TRUST IN HIM."
OFT by trials overborne,
Baffled where I strove to do,
Not the way I would have gone
Thou, dear Lord, hast led me through
Yet, believing, I can say,
It was best—this very way.

And to-morrow can I doubt
What Thou orderest will be best?
Darkness may be round about;
Faith may meet its sorest test;
But the past must lend a my
Of assurance for that day.

Not in vain Thy grace has wrought
Secretly, against my will,
Bringing me to think this thought
And to trust Thy mercy still;
Trusting, as I surely may,
Just because of yesterday.

Nay, forgive me! poor indeed
Is the faith whose backward gaze
Seeks for signs that it may plead
In behalf of coming days,
Strengthening timid hope to say,
"He was gracious yesterday."

Ah, how little do we know
Of Thy mercy's magnitude!
How our faith should burn and glow
With the thought that Thou art good!
And in adoration say,
"I will trust Him, though He slay."

Once Thou didst bestow a sign
That forever should suffice;
Showing forth the Love Divine
In that one supreme device.
Though all else should pass away,
Faith shall find that sign its stay.

Come, then, darkness, suffering, loss;
Come temptation, sorrow, death;
By that sign, the holy Cross,
Faith forever conquereth;
And foretasting Life can say,
"I will trust Him, though He slay."