Faith
This much I know:
God does not wrong us here,
Though oft His judgments seem severe And reason falters 'neath the blow,
Some day we'll learn 'twas better so.
So oft I've
In trifling matters of my own concern;
So oft I've blundered at the simplest turn,
Chosen the false path or the foolish
That what I call my judgment seems absurd.
My puny reason
Against the bitter and the cruel blows,
Measuring the large world by the inch it knows,
Seeing all joy and pain through selfish eyes,
Not knowing hurt and suffering may be wise.
But I have come to see,
So vast God's love, so infinite His
That it is well it was not left to man To alter or to say what is to be,
When reason failed, faith also then would flee.
God knoweth best!
Through the black night and agony of
Faith whispers low: "Hold fast to your belief!
In time His purpose He shall manifest,
Then shall you learn how greatly you were blest."
Edgar Albert Guest
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