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s be free. I love to kiss each print where thou Hast set thine unseen feet; I cannot fear thee, blessed will! Thine empire is so sweet. When obstacles and trials seem Like prison walls to be, I do the little I can do, And leave the rest to thee. I know not what it is to doubt; My heart is ever gay; I run no risk, for come what will Thou always hast thy way. I have no cares, O blessed will! For all my cares are thine; I live in triumph, Lord, for thou Hast made thy triumphs mine. And when it seems no chance or change From grief can set me free, Hope finds its strength in helplessness, And gayly waits on thee. Man's weakness waiting upon God Its end can never miss, For man on earth no work can do More angel-like than this. Ride on, ride on triumphantly, Thou glorious Will! ride on; Faith's pilgrim sons behind thee take The road that thou hast gone. He always wins who sides with God, To him no chance is lost; God's will is sweetest to him when It triumphs at his cost. Ill that he blesses is our good, And unblest good is ill; And all is right that seems most wrong If it be his sweet will! --Frederick William Faber. THE WILL DIVINE Thy will, O God, is joy to me, A gladsome thing; For in it naught but love I see, Whate'er it bring. No bed of pain, no rack of woe-- Thy will is good; A glory wheresoe'er I go, My daily food. Within the circle of thy will All things abide; So I, exulting, find no ill Where thou dost guide. In that resplendent will of thine I calmly rest; Triumphantly I make it mine, And count it best. To doubt and gloom and care and fear I yield no jot; Thy choice I choose, with soul sincere, Thrice happy lot! In all the small events that fall From day to day I mark thy hand, I hear thy call, And swift obey. I walk by faith, not sense or sight; Calm faith in thee; My peace endures, my way is bright, My heart is free. Unfaltering trust, complete content, The days ensphere, Each meal becomes a sacrament, And heaven is here. --James Mudge. THE TREE GOD PLANTS The wind that blows can never
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