The Home Circle | AdventAI

Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · Jun 19, 1879

The Home Circle.

Oh, 'Tis a lesson hard to learn, To wait, to trust and wait, When busy hands impatient burn The longed-for prize to take.

But yet when weary days drag on, And leave but empty hands, We fret and sigh, and constant mourn O'er Time's slow-moving sands.

Oh, could our hearts but learn to trust Our Father's changeless love, No failures then could bow in dust Our hopes, though vain they prove.

Then, to our work we e'er would bring Hearts faithful, brave, and kind, And not a thought of dark-hued wing Within us home would find.

Then, 'mid the din of life's affray, We could not idly stand, But doing well our work each day, Cling close to God's dear hand.

Perhaps our names may ne'er resound Through Fame's proud regal halls : Perhaps no followers be found Beyond our own low walls.

Perhaps not; yet, however low Our feeble light may burn, If clear and steady be its glow, His eyes will toward it turn.

Ah, yes, that eye will not one ray Of its poor shining lose, And if we wait we'll know some day How e'en its light He used.

—Ladies' Repository.