Poem August 17, 1899 Issue

Be of Good Courage

BY J. E. TIPPETT

Infinite Mind! When I would know
Thy righteous will,
A voice replies, in whisper low,
"Rest, and be still.

'Tho' clouds obscure, thine eyes should seek
The perfect way:
I lead the contrite and the meek
To brighter day.

"Dispel the claims of mortal mind!
Cast off its chains!
Assert thy freedom! Thou shalt find
My love sustains.

"Ask and receive! My promise sure
Shall never fail.
Disperse all doubts! If thou endure,
Thou shalt prevail.

"I'll give thee, from thy foolish fears
A sure release;
And keep thee, thro' the coming years,
In perfect peace."

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