With joy we
walk life's pleasant way
Where cooling rills and zephyrs play;
Through all
the night, through all the day,
Forever and forever.
Sometimes
the way seems rough and steep,
Sometimes we laugh, sometimes we
weep;
Whate'er the road, our steps He'll keep
While hoping, waiting,
trusting.
The things we don't enjoy, we bear;
We may forget, but
God doth care;
Still on we'll go, whate'er the fare,
To yonder home in
heaven.
Tho' clouds hang low and night shades fall,
Should some
not care for us at all,
God cares---He waits our every call;
He'll fail us
never, never.
God cannot change---the right He knows;
With Him
we triumph o're all foes;
He tempers every wind that blows;
For you and me
He's caring.
Sometimes we doubt, have slavish fears,
We look in
vain through bitter tears
For just a word that soothes and cheers
From
those we love and cherish.
We wait, all trouble-worn, for
rest;
We hope to pass each firey test
On earth---then up in heaven
blest
Forever and forever.
While walking on life's pleasant
way
We're looking up and on each day;
Some time we'll there forever
stay
In heaven's blissful glory.
© B. E.
Warren
