And I learned amid the darkness

By the spirit's sight to see,
Learned that angel hosts were ready
In my need to come to me.

Learned to welcome pain and trials,
Wings to bear my soul above,
Learned to know that round about me

Are the arms of Changeless Love.

WE go,

Led by His shielding hand, and know

He will not make,

Except for Love's sweet sake,
A single day

Shadowed along life's bitter way.
When it is night

We rest in this-He leadeth toward the light.

- George Klingle.

HYMN OF TRUST

LOVE Divine, that stooped to share

Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear,
On thee we cast each earth-born care,
We smile at pain while Thou art near!

Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each lingering year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread,
Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near.

When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell us, Thou art near!

On Thee we fling our burdening woe,
O Love Divine, forever dear,
Content to suffer while we know,

Living and dying, Thou art near!

-Oliver Wendell Holmes.