I dwelt content in my good place,
Prepared, I thought, for me.
My brother came and took away
My place, my work, my happy day.
Then nothing could I see
But loss and lack and misery.
My heart was filled with grief and pain;
Love is unjust, I cried,
And when I knelt in silent prayer
I found no consolation there;
No peace was at my side,
No heavenly presence did abide.
And then my slumbering thought awoke.
O God, forgive, I pray:
The sin is mine, yea mine alone,
I do repent. I will atone.
Then broke the light as day,
And all my sorrow passed away!
I saw, in Truth, my needs were met
Through God's own will divine.
Wherever I can serve Him best,
There is my place, my work, my rest.
When I self will resign,
My brother's good is one with mine.
