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I would not ask Thee why
My path should be
Through strange and stony ways -
Thou leadest me!
I would not ask Thee how
Loss worketh gain,
Knowing that some day soon -
All shall be plain.
My heart would never doubt
Thy love and care,
However heavy seems
The cross I bear.
Nor would I, Father, ask
My lot to choose,
Lest seeking selfish ease
Thy best I lose.
~ Grace E. Troy
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