We Hold Our Gladness
If sheer joy is racing madly through my veins,
If bright floating bubbles full of bliss I see,
If all things have happened right and good today,
Teach me to come and share it, Lord, with Thee.
At evening, often do we cry in pain--
When cares and burdens come to press us down;
To God we turn and eagerly we seek
For help, where love and mercy do abound.
But, if good fortune transforms all our days,
Into a blaze of glory and delight;
With selfish happiness clutched close inside,
We dream, while God walks lonely thru' the night.
©Linnie Jane Joslin Burks
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