Edith Virginia Eradt
Just why I suffer loss I cannot know, I only know my Father wills it so. He leads in paths I cannot understand But all the way I know is wisely planned. My life is only mine that I may use The gifts he length me as he may choose And if in love some boon he does recall, I know that unto him belongeth all. I am his child and I can safely trust He loves me and I know that he is just. Within his love I can scarcely rest, Assured that what he does for me is best.