On the Unknown Road.

On the Unknown Road.
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Poor little heart that knowest not the way
That leads from darkness to “the perfect day,”
Shall I give judgment-finding thee astray?

I. too, have wandered-I. that know the light-
Far from God’s smile-unutterably bright;
And for myself have made the bitter night!

Poor little heart!-Afar these wanderings wild,
It is for me yet to be reconciled.
And ask forgiveness of a little child’