One there is who knows thy grief,
One whose mercy, never failing,
Waits to give thy sould relief;
He, they Savior,
Faithful still, of friends the chief.
Child of sorrow, do they leave thee,
Those on whom they hopes have stayed;
Jesus calls, and will recieve thee
With a love can never fade;
Hark, He bids thee
Seek the home for sinners made."
-P. Hutton
I cannot remember where I found this poem (maybe one of the Elsie Dinsmore books) but the glorious truths in it speak wonders to me! I hope you will find as much encouragement in it as I do!
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