R5660-102 Poem: Afterward

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::R5660 : page 102::

“God’s ways are equal: storm or calm,
Seasons of peril and of rest,
The hurtling dart, the healing balm,
Are all appointed as is best.
In judgments oft misunderstood,
In ways mysterious and obscure,
He brings from evil, lasting good,
And makes the final gladness sure.
While Justice takes its course with strength,
Love bids our faith and hope increase:
He’ll give the chastened world at length
His afterward of peace.”

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— April 1, 1915 —