“When He giveth quietness, who then can make trouble?” (Job 34:29)
How can I grieve, when comfort abounds within my breast?
How can I speak of turmoil, when God has given rest?
How can I think of weeping, or bitter, burning tears,
When all I know is worship unspoiled by doubts or fears?
How can I wear black garments of misery and woe,
When God by grace has clothed me in sparkling white, I know?
How can I fear for Satan, when God is on His throne?
How can I ever be lonely, when I’m not alone?
How can I mourn the passing of any earthly thing,
When Jesus Christ indwells me and makes my spirit sing?
Cornelius Vanderbreggen, Jr.