An hour of waiting!
yet there seems such need
To reach that spot scnlime!
I long to reach them-but I long far more
To trust HIS time!
"Sit still, My children"-
Yet the heathen die,
They perish while I stay!
I long to reach them-but I long far more
To trust HIS way!
It's good to get,
It's good indeed to gice!
Yet it is better still-
O'er breadth, through length, down depth, up height,
To trust HIS will!
i've have taken this from my daily devotion book and thought it was quite meaniful...