Just when the ground is driest . . .
Comes a full and plenteous rain,
Made of many tiny droplets
Which revive the earth again.
Just when the night is darkest . . .
Comes the turning of the sun,
And the morning breaks in beauty,
Built of rays sent one by one.
Just when our faith is smallest . . .
Comes a token of God’s care,
Adding one more precious memory
To confirm that He is there.
Just when our hearts are weary . . .
Comes a view of things not seen—
Just a glimpse of things eternal,
And our spirits soar again!
Rejoicing with you in God’s goodness to you!
Thou, O God, didst send a plentiful rain, whereby Thou didst confirm Thine inheritance when it was weary. Psalm 67:9
For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day. For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory; While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal. II Corinthians 4:16-18