’Twill Come When Due

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.