Strong In Him
"I am strong in Him," said a lovely child,
With a feeble voice and a visage mild,
Tho' on his brow was the seal of death,
And he soon must yield his vital breath.
"I am strong in Him." On a couch of pain,
For many years had the sufferer lain;
But never repined, tho' deprived of his rest;
For the will of his Father he thought was best.
“I am strong in Him." In a lowly cot,
Where Poverty reigned, to dwell was his lot,
Where nought of earthly happiness flowed,
But a mother's love on her son bestowed.
"I am strong in Him," said the dying boy,
As his eye lit up with heavenly joy;
For he leaned on one who is mighty to save,
And could carry him safe thro' the gloom of the grave.
Annie E. Smith.