Poems (Edwards)/The Balm of Disappointment
THE BALM OF DISAPPOINTMENT.
There is no sunshine without shade, No morning without night,And darkness adds a brighter beam Of radiance to the light;The sweetest rose conceals a thorn Beneath its petals fair,And if our paths were void of thorns No flowers would blossom there.
There is a joy for every grief, A balm for every woe,A cordial for each wounded heart That suffers here below;A better resting place than this To faithful spirits given,Release from all the toils of earth And lasting peace in Heaven.