Despised into the dust; believe in God;
Obey His will;—and then thy rescued soul
Shall, on angelic pinions, wing its way
To heaven’s bright realms of pure beatitude.
T. L. Merritt.
Believe and fear not! In the blackest cloud
A sunbeam hides; and from the deepest pang
Some hidden mercy may a God declare!
R. Montgomery.
Since fools alone all things believe