Until I Learned to Trust

Until I learned to trust,
I never learned to pray;
And I did not learn to fully trust
Till sorrows came my way.
Until I felt my weakness,
His strength I never knew;
Nor dreamed till I was stricken
That He could see me through.
Who deepest drinks of sorrows
Drinks deepest too of grace;
He sends the storm so
He Himself can be our hiding place.
His heart that seeks our highest good
Knows well when things annoy;
We would not long for heaven,
If earth held only joy.
B.C.R.