Hattie E. Wallace, "Winter's Shrouds" (1901)
In our journey on through life,
There will be a glorious sunset:
"Peace must always follow strife."
When the Master sendeth sorrow,
In his own time he'll bring joy;
Only wait the lovely morrow:
"Gold's too soft without alloy."
When we frown o'er rainy weather,
Roaring winds and winter's shrouds,
List! and hear the bright side whisper:
"There's a rainbow in the clouds."
Cease from looking on the dark side;
Look around, behold the bright,
And will find how many blessings
Have been hidden from our sight.
Neither sorrowing nor complaining,
Only wait the Master's will;
Hear his loving message saying:
"Only trust, I'm with you still."
Lead us, Father, guide, protect us,
As through life we blindly roam;
May we find, when toil is o'er,
Rest at last in Heaven -- our Home.
Published in Colored American Magazine, January 1901