And that the sun with warmth would glow And joyous songs from free hearts flow. Is this the right road home? Yes, child! This very path I trod, The clouds were dark for me. The stony path was hard to tread; Not sight, but faith, can see That at the end the sun shines bright, Forever where there is no night, And glad hearts rest from earth's fierce fight, This is the right road home! — Mrs. Jonathan Goforth I HAVE ENOUGH My God has dealt In grace; I have enough. The temporal recedes. Though for tune frown, Or fortune, favor, paths be smooth or rough, It matters not, since God in grace came down. Above the clouds His myriads of stars Shine undisturbed . . . and am I less than these? I feel His hand upon earth’s battle scars, And touch His garment in each blowing breeze. My soul has met with God upon the hill Where Jesus died; and I am well content, Now all the fevers of the flesh are still, I rest in love’s supreme abandon ment And meet life's losses with the calm rebuff: My God has dealt in grace. I have enough!
INADEQUATE My hands are too inadequate, To do Thy precious will; My ears too full of earthly noise To hear Thy, “Peace, be still." My body trembles at the task Thou hast before me set; Nor can my vision fathom ways Each problem should be met. I know not whither! All my plans In chaos round me fall; Oh, Father, If I had not Thee I could not stand at all! Yet in the dark, I have no fear For though I cannot see, I reach Thy down-stretched hands and trust Thine all sufficiency. Through tears, through loneliness through hours Of weariness I know, Whatever comes It must be best For God has willed it so. Oh, make me fit to be Thy tool And glad to bear the pain, If through my suffering, some soul An upward step might gain. My hands are too inadequate! And yet, upheld by Thee, Who knows how feebleness can help In Thine eternity? — Lauretta Mertz Walkup IS THIS THE RIGHT ROAD HOME? Is this the right road home, O Lord? The clouds are dark and still, The stony path is sharp and hard, Each step brings some fresh hill; I thought the road would brighter grow
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