MY POEM ON
"JOY AND PEACE IN BELIEVING."

Sometimes a light surprises,
The Christian when he sings;
It is the Lord who rises,
With healing on His wings.
When comforts are declining,
He brands the soul again,
A season of clear shining,
To cheer it after rain.

In holy contemplation,
We sweetly then pursue,
The theme of God's salvation,
And find it ever new.

Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,
Let the unknown tomorrow,
Bring with it what it may!

It can bring with it nothing,
But He will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing,
Will clothe His people too.
Beneath the spreading Heavens,
No creature but is fed;
And He who feeds the ravens,
Will give His children bread.