“Come unto the desert now and rest awhile.”
His word has come,
“Take up the cross I give and follow on.”
And if the road seems lone, or dark, or dim,
It leads to Him.
I may not know,
The mystery of all my life below;
There always will be shadows on life’s road;
Beyond is God.
And I shall see,
That face in light, that once was dark for me;
And catch the radiance of that brow divine
Where thorns did twine.
I have been weak,
And left the battle front for calm retreat,
But still I keep my face towards the strife,
And long for life.
And yet awhile,
I must in quiet linger by the spoil,
While others in the ranks are striving still,
To do His will.
I would be where
I still can shine for Him in silence there,
If not a star, yet still amid earth’s dark,
A glow-worm’s spark.
And if in tears
I miss my way, or tread ‘mid brooding fears;
Take Thou my hand, my Father, and my Friend,
Right to the end.
It will be well,
In other days the mystery to tell,
Of earth, and life, and the life’s workings too,
When all is new.
Enough for now,
To feel God’s diadem about my brow;
To feel heaven near me as I live and move
In God’s own love.