From the Rock Island Argus, November 22, 1912.
By Rev. G. W. Laufer.
Despair no more, O troubled heart
But hold this lesson true:
The noble ship for which you wait
Will enter port when due.
Though long delayed, she cannot drift
Beyond her path of blue;
God’s hand is on the pilot wheel
And guides her home to you.
Console your heart with balm of hope
And what is given, do;
When time is full, some “sail ahoy”
Announces her to you.
When she is anchored safe at length
Beside her pier and you,
The bill of lading will declare
That you have more than due.