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[Bright and glad the time has been]
“No chastening for the present seemeth
to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless
afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of
righteousness unto them which are
exercised thereby.”—Heb. xii. 11.
Bright and glad the time has been
When Thou gavest me repose,
Lying on the pastures green
Where the quiet water flows,
While the song-birds filled the air,
And the voice of pain was mute,
And the bloom was passing fair;
But it yielded little fruit.
When Thou gavest me repose,
Lying on the pastures green
Where the quiet water flows,
While the song-birds filled the air,
And the voice of pain was mute,
And the bloom was passing fair;
But it yielded little fruit.
Dark and sad the hours have been
In the Valley and Shadow of Death,
Where no light mine eyes have seen
But the far, cold stars of faith,
And my heart, with haunting fears,
Almost sank into despair;
Yet the harvest of my years
Mostly has been gathered there.
In the Valley and Shadow of Death,
Where no light mine eyes have seen
But the far, cold stars of faith,
And my heart, with haunting fears,
Almost sank into despair;
Yet the harvest of my years
Mostly has been gathered there.
Not where pleasures spring up rife
Do our richest fruits abound;
But where sorrow of our life
Waters with its tears the ground.
There we learn to look above
For our happiness and peace,
Learn the comfort of Thy love,
And in life and strength increase.
Do our richest fruits abound;
But where sorrow of our life
Waters with its tears the ground.
There we learn to look above
For our happiness and peace,
Learn the comfort of Thy love,
And in life and strength increase.
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