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You are here, and you are wanted, / Though a waif upon life's stair; / Though the sunlit hours are haunted / With the shadowy shapes of care. / Still the Great One, the All-Seeing / Called your spirit into being- / Gave you strength for any fate. / Since your life by Him was needed, / All your ways by Him are heeded- / You can trust and you can wait.
You can wait to know the meaning / Of the troubles sent your soul; / Of the chasms intervening / 'Twixt your purpose and your goal; / Of the sorrows and the trials, / Of the silence and denials, / Ofttimes answering to your pleas; / Of the stinted sweets of pleasure, / And of pain's too generous measure- / You can wait the _why_ of these.