THY WILL BE DONE.

Otago Witness, Issue 1911, 6 July 1888, Page 32

THY WILL BE DONE.

We know that what God doeth is all well ;

That it is best. And we believing, each the otho' (el Hftcnu give rest. And yet, oh heart! why is that vain regre' ? Wo know what is is best; and yet, oh yet— • Wo would not. if wo could, an easy|road Make through the vale,'

I Bub rathercllmbthe hills-nearer- to God, . „-„ ,-.--. Yet in the wtiil - Of the fierce winds that blow about our brow* Cry, •• Lord, let there be peace, for I am tired now." " Thy way, not mine," we pray, and torn otfr eye* To pierce the ((loom, Anxious to see if in the darkened skies Some blue baa come. When the rain beat* we try our hands to fold. ■ Dreaming the while of sunshine's rays of gold. " Thy will be done." we pray. Thy will be done ; And bid farewell To that dear friend we loved, whom being gone Life has no spell. We think of all the good that God has given, Like some poor wanderer lost just outside He»ven. We know on- burdens makeus-fltrongtobeaaddo, • , And weprtss onj God knoweth, wanting to be strong and true— A conquering one. His will be done ; He doeth all things right ; And yet, oh yet, how tirel we are at night I — Axick.