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For The Word and The Way.

THE HIDDEN HAND.

BY MRS. BELLE F. PAULSON, COUNCIL BLUFFS, IA.

I cast my thoughts o'er vanished years,
Replete with doubts and dim with tears,
And thro' it all I plainly see
A hidden hand was leading me.

Its secret but magnetic power
Sustained and soothed thro' darkest hour.
And tho' the way I could not see,
I felt a hand was leading me.

As on thro' strife I win my way,
Athwart my path there gleams a ray,
And glimpse of hidden hand I see,
Safely and surely leading me.

Tho' earthly path grow dark as night,
And blackest clouds obscure the light,
I'll seek to trust, then, more and more
That hand to lead me as before.

When storms arise, and doubts assail,
When friends are few and foes prevail,
Then may I through the tempest see
The kindly hand that leadeth me.

IN MEMORIAM.