Sometime, when all lifes lessons have been learned,
And sun and stars forevermore have set,
The things which our weak judgments here have spurned,
The things oer which we grieved with lashes wet,
Will flash before us out of lifes dark night,
As stars shine most in deeper tints of blue,
And we shall see how all Gods plans are right,
And how what seemed reproof was love most true.
Then be content poor heart;
Gods plans, like lilies pure and white, unfold;
We must not tear the close-shut leaves apart, ---
Time will reveal the chalices of gold.
And if, through patient toil, we reach the land
Where tired feet, with sandals loosened, may rest,
When we shall clearly see and understand,
I think that we will say, God knew the best!
--May Riley Smith
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