Thursday, November 6, 2008

God hath not promised
skies always blue,
flower-strewn pathways all our lives through.
God hath not promised
sun without rain,
joy without sorrow,
peace without pain.

But God hath promised
strength for the day,
rest for the laborer,
light on the way.

Grace for the trial,
help from above,
unfailing sympathy,
undying love.

By Helen Steiner Rice.

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