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As the first half of 2020 comes to a close, here is a sweet reminder that no matter what our lot, we have reason to fall to our knees with thanksgiving and offer praise to our Maker and Redeemer. This poem was published by Lucien V. Rule in 1903.
Worship
The passing days are full of pain
Unless she sweetly smiles on me;
And I would give all worldly gain
One kindly look of love to see,
Dear heart,
One kindly look of love to see.The fields of June are golden fair,
The skies above are blissful blue;
But song is dumb with dark despair
Unless my love is fond and true,
Dear heart,
Unless my love is fond and true.She guards her holy secret well,
Her trembling lips have naught to say;
But tender eyes more truly tell
The tale of love than poet’s lay,
Dear heart,
The tale of love than poet’s lay.Ah, God, I thank Thee, and am glad
Again; and I will doubt no more;
My soul shall sing where it was sad,
And from its lowly sackcloth soar,
Dear heart,
And from its lowly sackcloth soar.Sure, Heaven itself hath peace like this;
Sure, angels feel a love so sweet!
O sacred trust, O speechless bliss!
I fall silence at thy feet,
Dear heart,
I fall in silence at thy feet.
