  When we ask the reason why, And we question: “Is it right?” When we search for hidden truths, Praying for the needed light; When our way looks long and lone, And the sky seems dark o’erhead; When our blessings all are gone, And the sorrows come instead; Then, like sunlight thro’ the gloom, Comes the peace for which we prayed:— “Let not your heart be troubled, Neither let it be afraid.” |
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