Not Faithless, But Believing.
1 O, still trust on, if in the heart
A holy inspiration rest,--
Though painful be the chosen part,
With doubts, and fears, and cares opprest!
O, shrink not, brothers, though Christ's call
Demand our youth, our strength, our all!
2 No offering is made in vain;
Some human soul shall feel our love;
E'en weary hours of toil and pain
Shall help to lift our souls above:
And may our recompense be given,
In leading many souls to heaven!
3 And still trust on! with trembling hand,
'Tis ours a little seed to sow;
It springs at the divine command,--
Shall, if God will, to ripeness grow;
Beauty and fragrance it shall bring,
And breathe an everlasting spring.