“God Is Just”: A Poem

PEN PICTURES OF THE HOLY LAND. 799 For those who are interested in classic mythology and archaeology, and who desire to live for a time in the glory of the past, Athens is the ideal place. Here, above any other city in the world, are the ruins of the classic age, and to this place, the Queen of the Greek world, must one come to gratify this desire. University of Utah. "God is Just." Sometimes, when day stalks over the lea, It brings a burden of woes to me— A load of sorrow, and pain and care, That seems almost greater than I can bear. And as I struggle along the road, Reeling and fainting beneath my load, A spirit of evil arising in me, Whispers, "God is not just, or this would not be!" But when shy night steals over the plain, Singing her low, sweet, soothing strain, Softly and gently my burden of woes Slips off, and I sink into sweet repose. Then I recall how in mercy and love God sends untold blessings to me from above, 'Til my heart fills with rapture and I feel that I must Proclaim to the world that indeed "God is just." Grace Williams. Rexburg, Idaho.