COMFORT does not come to the light-hearted and merry. We must go down into “DEPTHS” if we would experience this most precious of God’s gifts ——– COMFORT ——- and thus be prepared to be co-workers together with Him. God comforts us , not so much that we may be comforted, but that WE MAY BECOME COMFORTERS.
When night ——- needful night ——- gathers over the garden of our souls, when the leaves close up, and the flowers no longer hold any sunlight within their folded petals, there shall never be wanting, even in the thickest darkness, drops of heavenly dew ———- dew which falls only when the sun has gone.
I have been through the valley of weeping
The valley of sorrow and pain
But the ‘God of all comfort’ was with me
At hand, to uphold and sustain.
As the earth needs the clouds and the sunshineOur souls need both sorrow and joySo, He places us oft in the furnaceThe dross from the gold to destroy.
When He leads through some valley of trouble
His omnipotent hand we trace
For the trials and sorrows He sends us
Are part of His lessons in race.
Oft we shrink from the purging and pruningForgetting the Husbandman knowsThat the deeper the cutting and paringThe richer the cluster that grows.
Well, He knows that affliction is needed
He has a wise purpose in view
And in the dark valley He whispers
“Hereafter, thou wilt know what I do”.
As we travel through life’s shadowed valleyFresh springs of His love ever riseAnd we learn that our sorrows and lossesAre blessings —– just sent in disguise.
So, we’ll follow wherever He leadeth
Let the path be dreary or bright
For we’ve proved that God can give comfort
God can give songs in the night.