TRUST.
BY J. B. M. WRIGHT.
There's a lesson ever hiding
Deep within the floweret's cell,
Of an endless trust abiding
Safe with Him who guideth well.
As the flowers are ever gazing
To the land above the stars,
We, our earnest life upraising,
Look beyond life's sunset bars,
With our eager footsteps wending,
Strive to reach the summits grand,
Where, the past and future blending,
His own guardian angels stand.