Poems (Helen Jenkins)/Resignation
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RESIGNATION.
I stood upon the border-land
Of a country bright and fair,
While life, in all its sweetness,
Seemed fading from me there.
Of a country bright and fair,
While life, in all its sweetness,
Seemed fading from me there.
I could not leave my dear ones,
A brighter home to gain;
Though happy voices called me,
My lips were mute with pain.
A brighter home to gain;
Though happy voices called me,
My lips were mute with pain.
O why, in thought I questioned,
Why must it be like this?
So dim the path, in the darkness
The way I'll surely miss!
Why must it be like this?
So dim the path, in the darkness
The way I'll surely miss!
A hand divinely tender
Then clasped and held my own.
I cried out in my gladness,
"Father. I'm not alone!
Then clasped and held my own.
I cried out in my gladness,
"Father. I'm not alone!
"O, help me to be strong and brave!
E'en though I may not see
My way through the mists and shadows.
I still will trust in Thee."
E'en though I may not see
My way through the mists and shadows.
I still will trust in Thee."
A little green grave
Where the maples wave,
Shadows my heart to-night;
And the bitter pain
Comes back again,
Till I cannot see the light.
Where the maples wave,
Shadows my heart to-night;
And the bitter pain
Comes back again,
Till I cannot see the light.