In the Vineyard

Why art thou downcast, O my soul, and why disquieted?
Trust thou in God to show thee what is best;
Through many dark and desert paths His hand hath safely led,
Commit thy way to Him and be at rest.

Do pitfalls threaten? Is thy view by mists of earth obscured?
Think not that human sense can guide aright.
Be not deceived by prophets false, by error's voice allured,
Trust Him alone thy path of life to light.

What though at times within thy heart the tempest fierce may rage?
His outstretched arm is ever near to save.
Be not dismayed; let Truth and Right thy sympathies engage,
His "Peace, be still" will calm both wind and wave.

Think not, with ever-present Love, thy efforts go for naught;
Each word and deed is taken to account.
'Tis thine to struggle 'gainst the foe; 'tis thine to hold in thought,
The pattern that was shown thee in the Mount.

Have faith to battle falsehood's claims; at length will fade the night,
And erring sense no longer bring defeat;
And through the disappearing clouds, in beauty, glory, light,
The New Jerusalem thy view shall greet.

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The Joy of Work in Christian Science
February 22, 1900

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