Take this one step with me, dear friend, to-day—
Along the sunlit path of "wrongs forgiven,"
And find there is no unkind word that mortal tongue can say
Can thwart for thee a blessing straight from heaven.
The blessing comes when thou art loving still,
Tho' oft the thorn into thy side be pressed;
When thou canst know His perfect will,
His perfect love should be through thee expressed.
The blessing comes when thou canst truly say—
"I'll love, no matter what the wrong may be;
For is it not my heavenly Father's way—
He who is always loving and forgiving me?"
