Poems (Helen Jenkins)/To Mrs. Elizabeth Stone

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TO MRS. ELIZABETH STONE.
I know how bitter was the cup God gaveTo thee, my friend! how cruel was the waveOf grief from which no earthly hand could save!
Trustful and true thy faith in God must be!His grace alone can thus enable theeTo hide thy broken heart, that none may see;
Despite thy sorrow to be cheerful still,Bravely submitting to the Master's will,Knowing thy darling safe from every ill.
Sadly bereaved, yet blessed, O my friend,Art thou! The waiting soon will end.How joyously thy footsteps heavenward tend!


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