God Wills It

"GOD WILLS IT!' The gladsome heart can easily sing When 'tis Hope and Ambition that thrills it; But oh, what a strong, invincible faith, When Ambition, appalled by bitter Despair, And fate- stricken Hope lies chilled and inert; From such ruin, the soul, undismayed, looks aloft And patiently breathes, "God wills it!" Love-answered Love brings a bliss unexcelled. With naught in the world that chills it; But what of the faith, which, within that poor breast Where the heart quivers wildly with sharp, bitter pain Of Love unrequited, unanswered and vain, Still grows on the torment, and softens, and heals, And teaches this prayer, "God wills it!" ' Tis easy enough for the heart to be glad When 'tis Laughter and Love that fills it; But oh, what a faith, heroic, sublime, When, with heart passion- burned to an acheless void, Yet with smiles that float on the rising sob, The soul mounts clear of its Gethsemane, And utters with strength, ''God wills it!" D. W. Gumminos. Rexburg, Idaho.