I'll welcome still the heaviest grief,
That brings me near to thee.
631. L. M. Bowring.
God Merciful in Affliction.
1Mysterious are the ways of God,
And fear and blindness oft repine;
We murmur 'neath his chastening rod,
Because we read not his design.
2Impending clouds his love has spread
O'er this low vale where mortals dwell;