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Once Pain beat on my heart, / And well-nigh killed it. / I shuddered at the smart, / But said, "God willed it. " / And down and down again, / With awful power, / Fell the great hand of Pain, / Hour after hour.
While, like a mighty flail, / The fierce blows hurt me, / I cried, "God doth prevail: / He'll not desert me. " / Blow upon cruel blow, / The great hand gave me, / Yet I cried, "He doth know, / And he will save me."
I did not loudly cry, / And ask God's reason; / I knew He'd tell me why, / In his own season. / "In His good time," I said, / In trusting blindness, / And I was not afraid / To wait his kindness.
I did not trust in vain. / God drew me nearer. / And whispered, "Smile again! / The way is clearer. " / And lo! my mortal sight / Could reach to heaven, / My faith dispelled the night, / And light was given.