Without Haste, Without Rest

ADELAIDE KEITH MERRILL

Without haste, without rest,
God's work in us is done.
We may not see from sun
To sun His purpose clear,—
Why clouds must bring the rain,
And wind must stir the blade
Till "full corn in the ear"
Completes His work,—
Without haste, without rest.

Without haste, without rest,
The evening shadows fall,
And darkness covers all
The earth, and we are still.
Quiet and confident
We wait His coming day,
In peace to do His will,
Working as God works—
Without haste, without rest.