George MacDonaldBut we believe — nay, Lord we only hope, That one day we shall thank thee perfectly For pain and hope and all that led or drove Us back into the bosom of thy love.
About This Quote
The final lines of this poem by William Cowper are some of the most beautiful words ever written. But, beyond the beauty lies a powerful message. This poem is about knowing that God will always be there to help us. We must never give up on him, and we must depend upon his love and guidance every day. In our lives, we will face many tests and struggles, but if we keep our faith in God, he will help us through them all.
Source: A Hidden Life And Other Poems
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