TRUST IN PROVIDENCE.
“Ona bridge I was standing one morning,And watching the current roll by,When suddenly into the waterThere fell an unfortunate fly.“The fishes that swam to the surfaceWere looking for something to eat,And I thought that the hapless young insectWould surely afford them a treat.“‘Poor thing!’ I exclaimed with compassion,‘Thy trials and dangers abound,For if thou escap’st being eaten,Thou canst not escape being drowned.“No sooner the sentence was spoken,Than lo! like an angel of love,I saw to the waters beneath meA leaflet descend from above.“It glided serene on the streamlet,’Twas an ark to the poor little fly;Which soon, to the land reäscending,Spread its wings in the breezes to dry.“Oh, sweet was the truth that was whispered,That mortals shouldneverdespair;For He who takes care of an insect,Much more for Hischildrenwill care.“And though to our short-sighted visionNo way of escape may appear,Let ustrust, for when least we expect it,The help of ‘our Father’ is near.”
“Ona bridge I was standing one morning,And watching the current roll by,When suddenly into the waterThere fell an unfortunate fly.“The fishes that swam to the surfaceWere looking for something to eat,And I thought that the hapless young insectWould surely afford them a treat.“‘Poor thing!’ I exclaimed with compassion,‘Thy trials and dangers abound,For if thou escap’st being eaten,Thou canst not escape being drowned.“No sooner the sentence was spoken,Than lo! like an angel of love,I saw to the waters beneath meA leaflet descend from above.“It glided serene on the streamlet,’Twas an ark to the poor little fly;Which soon, to the land reäscending,Spread its wings in the breezes to dry.“Oh, sweet was the truth that was whispered,That mortals shouldneverdespair;For He who takes care of an insect,Much more for Hischildrenwill care.“And though to our short-sighted visionNo way of escape may appear,Let ustrust, for when least we expect it,The help of ‘our Father’ is near.”
“Ona bridge I was standing one morning,And watching the current roll by,When suddenly into the waterThere fell an unfortunate fly.
“Ona bridge I was standing one morning,
And watching the current roll by,
When suddenly into the water
There fell an unfortunate fly.
“The fishes that swam to the surfaceWere looking for something to eat,And I thought that the hapless young insectWould surely afford them a treat.
“The fishes that swam to the surface
Were looking for something to eat,
And I thought that the hapless young insect
Would surely afford them a treat.
“‘Poor thing!’ I exclaimed with compassion,‘Thy trials and dangers abound,For if thou escap’st being eaten,Thou canst not escape being drowned.
“‘Poor thing!’ I exclaimed with compassion,
‘Thy trials and dangers abound,
For if thou escap’st being eaten,
Thou canst not escape being drowned.
“No sooner the sentence was spoken,Than lo! like an angel of love,I saw to the waters beneath meA leaflet descend from above.
“No sooner the sentence was spoken,
Than lo! like an angel of love,
I saw to the waters beneath me
A leaflet descend from above.
“It glided serene on the streamlet,’Twas an ark to the poor little fly;Which soon, to the land reäscending,Spread its wings in the breezes to dry.
“It glided serene on the streamlet,
’Twas an ark to the poor little fly;
Which soon, to the land reäscending,
Spread its wings in the breezes to dry.
“Oh, sweet was the truth that was whispered,That mortals shouldneverdespair;For He who takes care of an insect,Much more for Hischildrenwill care.
“Oh, sweet was the truth that was whispered,
That mortals shouldneverdespair;
For He who takes care of an insect,
Much more for Hischildrenwill care.
“And though to our short-sighted visionNo way of escape may appear,Let ustrust, for when least we expect it,The help of ‘our Father’ is near.”
“And though to our short-sighted vision
No way of escape may appear,
Let ustrust, for when least we expect it,
The help of ‘our Father’ is near.”