WHATEVER IS--IS BEST.

I know as my life grows older,

And mine eyes have clearer sight--

That under each rank Wrong, somewhere

There lies the root of Right;

That each sorrow has its purpose--

By the sorrowing oft unguessed,

But as sure as the Sun brings morning,

Whatever is--is best.

I know that each sinful action,

As sure as the night brings shade,

Is sometime, somewhere punished,

Tho' the hour be long delayed.

I know that the soul is aided

Sometimes by the heart's unrest,

And to grow means often to suffer--

But whatever is--is best.

I know there are no errors,

In the great Eternal plan,

And all things work together

For the final good of man.

And I know when my soul speeds onward

In its grand Eternal quest,

I shall say, as I look back earthward,

Whatever is--is best.