We know but in part, yet co-workers are we
In a scheme as complete as eternity—
In the far off final, and fulfillment of things.
It delights one to think, we’re only in school,
That our joys and our woes do not mean mis-rule,
In God’s plan for the race to the end of things.
In this purpose of His the rose will uncover;
In its family great we’ll at length discover
The sweet Rose of Sharon, the completion of things;
In the plants by the waters, that quicken and die,