Poems (Hoffman)/Our Afflictions
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OUR AFFLICTIONS
(In all their afflictions He was afflicted and the angel of His
presence saved them.—Isaiah 63:9.)
(In all their afflictions He was afflicted and the angel of His
presence saved them.—Isaiah 63:9.)
From that high Heaven so beautiful and pure,
Canst Thou look down and see
The bitter agony that souls endure;
Oh, is it aught to Thee?
Canst Thou look down and see
The bitter agony that souls endure;
Oh, is it aught to Thee?
Dost Thou not shrink from scenes of sin and woe,
O King upon Thy throne?
And all forget this suffering world below,
Remembering Heaven alone?
O King upon Thy throne?
And all forget this suffering world below,
Remembering Heaven alone?
Ah, my afflictions! Every one is Thine!
The angel of Thy presence in my breast
Makes this dark world Thine own, Thy Heaven mine,
And mingles Heaven's own peace with earth's unrest!
The angel of Thy presence in my breast
Makes this dark world Thine own, Thy Heaven mine,
And mingles Heaven's own peace with earth's unrest!