The following lines were written by and found under the pillow of a dear girl after she had departed to be with the Lord Jesus Christ, who was very precious to her.
“I SHALL BE SATISFIED.”
I shall be satisfied,
But not while here below,
Where every cup of bliss
Is wisely mixed with woe.
When this frail form shall be
Forever laid aside,
And in His likeness I awake,
I shall be satisfied.
“HE SHALL BE SATISFIED.”
He shall be satisfied,
When all He died to win,
By loving-kindness gently drawn,
Are safely gathered in.
When in the glory bright
He views His glorious bride,
Sees of the travail of His soul,
He shall be satisfied.
ML 12/28/1902