WHATEVER IS — IS BEST.

I know as my life grows older,

And mine eyes have clearer sight —

That under each rank wrong, somewhere

There lies the root of Right;

That each sorrow has its purpose,

By the sorrowing oft unguessed,

But as sure as the sun brings morning,

Whatever is — is best.

I know that each sinful action,

As sure as the night brings shade,

Is somewhere, sometime punished,

Tho’ the hour be long delayed.

I know that the soul is aided

Sometimes by the heart’ s unrest,

And to grow means often to suffer —

But whatever is — is best.

I know there are no errors,

In the great Eternal plan,

And all things work together

For the final good of man.

And I know when my soul speeds onward,

In its grand Eternal quest,

I shall say as I look back earthward,

Whatever is — is best.