Poems (Coolidge)/Enfolded
ENFOLDED
God's "hitherto" has "henceforth" wrapped up in it.—Alex Maclaren, D.D.
Yea, hitherto, while flowers bloomed And sunbeams danced along the way, Or else, when storm-clouds hid the blue, As sorrow did her scepter sway; The while the Father's hand was clasped, Or, groping, thou hast held it still, So, hitherto, hast thou been led His love to feel, to do His will.
Henceforth! O blessèd thought! until The morning breaks, the shadows flee, No joy thou mayst not sanctify, No grief too great shall come to thee; God's "hitherto" henceforth enfolds— Renew thy faith, O timid soul! Henceforth a crown awaiteth thee, Press onward, bravely, to the goal.