ALL IS WELL

Dark the future yawns before me,

Bitter griefs my bosom swell;

But a light is breaking o'er me,

And a voice — “All, all is well!”

Sad and lone has been my journey,

Sad and lone my way must be:—

Care and sorrow, pain and sickness,

Long have been allotted me.

Sunshine — that o'er youthful bosoms

Flings a bright and magic spell,

Seldom breaks upon my pathway,

Yet I know that all is well!

If the Hand that guides the planets

Feeds the ravens when they cry,

Can it be that I'm unnoticed

By a Father's loving eye?

He has thoughts of mercy toward me,

His designs I cannot tell;

‘ Tis enough for me to trust Him,

He knows best — and all is well!

Many doubts and many shadows

Oft have flitted through my mind,

And I've questioned, sadly questioned,

But no answer could I find.

Earth was silent to my pleading,

Nature taught me to rebel;

But when I recall the promise

“I am with thee” — all is well!

Many things I can n't unravel;

Many winding mazes see;

But I'll go with faith unshaken,

For the Lord is leading me.

And when beams of endless glory

The mysterious clouds dispel,

Grateful shall I tell my story,

Grateful say that all was well!