Gone—All Our Grief

We need not grieve;No heart but may look upAnd see the Love-crowned dawnOf God's eternal day—May see the beamAnd feel the warmthOf Love's bright ray.And o'er the intervening claimsOf mortal woe,We may beholdThe coming of the Christ—The healing truth—Walking, as of old,To stretch forth armsOf strength and power,And gently us enfold.

We do not grieve,When we have glimpsedGod's gracious planOf ever-present Life and LoveFor His dear image, man.We walk our way alongWith hearts that beatIn humble gratitudeAnd praise for blest relief.Gone—all our grief!Love changed it into song.

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