Poem October 2, 1902 Issue

Enough to Know

FRANCIS S. CLARK.

I Rest content, whate'er betide,
For love and peace with me abide;
I care not how my footsteps go;
God guides! This is enough to know.

I know not when I shall forsake
All sin, and in His likeness wake;
But to Christ's stature I shall grow;
God reigns! This is enough to know.

I know not why sometimes I fall,—
Seem to forget that God is all;
I grasp His outstretched arms, and lo!
God is! This is enough to know.

Labor is worship!
The robin is singing;
Labor is worship!
The wild bee is ringing;
Listen, that eloquent whisper,
Upspringing.

Calvin Mack.

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