The Ways of God

By the Editor.
Where are our Loved. Ones now?
“With Christ, which is far better.” — Phil. 1:23.
 
Where is now our loved one?
Where is now our loved one?
 
Where, Oh where?
Where, Oh where?
 
Not where the dying moan,
Safe in a land immortal,
 
Not where the day is dreary,
Safe in a country rare,
 
Not where the night is lone,
Safe in a Heavenly portal,
 
Not in a home of weeping,
Safe in a Mansion fair,
 
Not in a darkened room,
Safe with the joys supernal,
 
Not in a graveyard sleeping,
Safe with the bless’d to bow,
 
Not in a silent tomb.
Safe with the love eternal,
 
No, not there.
Safe with the Master now,
 
 
There, yes, there.
 
 
With kind sympathy, from E.C.
How can I possibly thank my very many dear friends, who have shown so much sympathy and Christian love to me. Many letters I have not acknowledged still, save in my prayers to God to bless the senders. Please forgive me! My writing hand has got much weaker for the time, but I am told that if I take a rest and change I may get much better. I am in the hands of God to do with me as He will — “He doeth all things well.” I ask your prayers that I may still be able to continue my work in the editing and directing the work of the depot in Exeter. I have just received the following lines which are very beautiful.