THE ETERNAL GOODNESS: I know not what the future hath of marvel or suprise, assured alone that life and death his mercy underlies. and if my heart and flesh are weak to bear an untried pain, The bruised reed he will not break, but strengthen and sustain. and so,beside the silent sea, I wait the muffled oar; No harm from him can come to me on ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift beyond his love and care.
THE ETERNAL GOODNESS: I know not what the future hath of marvel or suprise, assured alone that life and death his mercy underlies. and if my heart and flesh are weak to bear an untried pain, The bruised reed he will not break, but strengthen and sustain. and so,beside the silent sea, I wait the muffled oar; No harm from him can come to me on ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift beyond his love and care.