p. 261 | WHEN DAYS ARE DARK by Marianne Farningham

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Tuesday, April 28, 1885

FromThe Review and Herald, Vol. 62, No. 17

WHEN DAYS ARE DARK.

By Marianne Farningham

When days are dark, remember The brightness that has passed; Call up the glad spring music To mingle with the blast; Think of the merry sunshine And hosts of scented flowers; Let memories of the summer Take gloom from off sad hours.

When days are dark, be cheerful; Because the leaves must fade, Thy hopes need not be cast away Nor thy heart be dismayed. This is the time for laughter And happy household song, Hours that are filled with cheerfulness Are never sad and long.

When days are dark, be trustful; The sun shines after rain, And joy goes not so far away But it returns again. Life is not ruled by sorrow, But blessings reign o’er all, And we can sing of mercy In spite of pain and thrall.

When days are dark, be busy, For there is much to do, And the ministries are many Which kindly hands pursue! The need of love is always great, For grief is everywhere; Oh, lighten thou some burden, And lessen thou some care!

When days are dark, be thankful; Light is not always best, And useful are the shadows, The silence, and the rest, God gives whate’er is good to come, The day and then the night, And those who find their joy in him Live always in the light.

—Marianne Farningham.