Some Time

Lomc time, hen all lile's lessons have been leaniel, jvnil mu and stars forevermove have BOt, The thinps vni.-.h ourueak judgwent hcr have pnraeí, The thincs o'er which ve grieveii -wilh lashWill flash befhre Bi oit of life's rtark night, As (ten liinc most In rteeper lints of blue; At„J we shull M-c fcow all (o,fs plans are nprht And how wlKit seemeü reproof was love most truc. And we hall see how, vliile we fvown and Bigfci God'8 plans go on as best for you anil me, Jlow, wlioii wc iiilli'd he heorted not om cry, Beca nee bia wisdom to tlio end rould see, Ainl, c'cn as nrodetil parentsrtisnUo'W Ton mucli of sKooi lo craving liahyhood, EoGoil, pevliaps, ia keeping froin ua now Lile's sweelest tbings, because il scemeth g l. And if, sometimes, commingled with life'8 wine _ ' ■Ve findtlieworiiMVOod.andrelielnnrtsnrinK, ' Be lire a wiser hand than youvs or mine I'ours oal th portfon forour lipa to drink. And If eoine frien.l we love is lying low, Wbere human klssea eaunot reach liis face, Oh. ilo oot blame llio loving Father w, But wear your eorvow with obedient grnro. And yon si. all short! y know that lengthened breath, Isnot the eweeteet gift God sends Ilis friend Am! lliat soinoiimos the sable psllofdeath, Conreáis the falrest boon bil love can end. If we wouM puli njnr the pites of life, Aml 6taml vrithin, and all Uod's workings sce, We roulil Interpret all this rtonl)t and strife. And for caeli myetcry Co il ld find a key. lint xot to-day. then be content, poor henrts; God's plans like lilies pare and white'unfolil- We must not tcar the rlo=e.shnt lc.ives apart, Time will revea! the cnlyxes of gold. And if, through patiënt toU, ve reach the land Wbere tired feet, with sandals loosed, niay rest, ■yiien we shall know and clearly unrteretand, 1 think that we will say, "God knows the best."