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F. C. KOLBE.
Through cross to crown! And though the world seem stronger,
And daily weaker, fainter thou—
All's well! all's well! Endure a brief spell longer:
God's victory shall crown thy brow.
Through tears to joy! If morning find thee weeping
And sorrow fill the livelong night,
Faint heart, endure! Thy lot is in God's keeping,
And there e'en pain becomes delight.
Through death to life! Though earth be with its sorrow
A mortal waste of sin and strife,
All's well! all's well! In Heaven's eternal morrow
Death shall be swallowed up in life.
F. C. Kolbe.
THE WALTER SCOTT PUBLISHING CO., LTD., FELLING-ON-TYNE.
