Be not swift to be afraid;
Many a ghostly thing is laid
In the light from out the shade,
Wait and see.
Do not live your sorrows twice;
Fear is like a touch of ice;
Faith can kill it in a trice,
Wait and see.
Why expect the worst to come?
Pondered cares are troublesome,
Joy makes up a goodly sum,
Wait and see.
Better than your wildest dreams
Is God’s light that for you gleams.
When the morning cloudy seems,
Wait and see.
--MARIANNE FARNINGHAM.
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