“Is the pathway dark and dreary?
God’s in His heaven!
Are you broken, heart-sick, weary ?
God’s in His heaven!
Dreariest roads shall have an ending;
Broken hearts are for God’s mending.
All’s well! All’s well!
All’s…well!
Is the burden past your bearing?
God’s in His heaven!
Hopeless? Friendless? No one caring?
God’s in His heaven!
Burdens shared are light to carry,
Love shall come though long He tarry.
All’s well! All’s well!
All’s…well!”
(John Oxenham 1852- 1941)
