Call Back!

If you have gone a little way ahead of me, call back!
It will cheer my heart and help my feet along the stony trek:
And if by chance, faith's light is dim, because the oil is low
Your call will light my lagging course as wearily I go.

Call back, and tell me that He went with you into the storm;
Call back and say He kept you when the forest's roots were torn;
That when the heaven's thunder and the earthquake shook the hill
He bore you up and held you where the air was very still.

Oh friend, call back, and tell me for I cannot see your face
They say it glows with triumph and your feet bound in the race
But there are mist's between us and my spirit eyes are dim
And I cannot see the glory, though I long for word of Him.

But if you'll say He heard you when your prayer was but a cry
And if you'll say He saw you thru the night's sin-darkened sky,
If you have gone a little way ahead, call back!
It will cheer my heart and help my feet along the stony track.
Mrs. Charles E. Cowman (streams in the desert)