Joy is Thine!

CHARLES C. SANDELIN

Oh, fearful one, couldst thou behold
The life apart from fears and sighs
That Love unfolds to seeking eyes,
Wouldst not with gladness leave the old?

Oh, couldst thou know that Love is nigh
With tender comfort at thy side,
And doth for every need provide,
Wouldst not rejoice and cease to sigh?

There is a refuge from the storm
Apart from error's wilderness;
Scorn not the hand that can but bless
And lead thee to Love's hearth-fire warm!

Oh, couldst thou know as we have known
The bliss of Truth's sweet ministry,
Thy drooping eyes would ope to see
The blessedness for e'er thine own!

So turn away from mortal dreams,
Be they of pleasure or of pain,
No more Love's guidance to disdain,
And greet with joy Truth's healing beams!

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