WHATEVER IS — IS BEST.

I know as my life grows older, And mine eyes have clearer sight — That under each rank wrong, somewhere There lies the root of Right;

That each sorrow has its purpose, By the sorrowing oft unguessed, But as sure as the sun brings morning, Whatever is — is best.

I know that each sinful action, As sure as the night brings shade, Is somewhere, sometime punished, Tho’ the hour be long delayed.

I know that the soul is aided Sometimes by the heart’ s unrest, And to grow means often to suffer — But whatever is — is best.

I know there are no errors, In the great Eternal plan, And all things work together For the final good of man.

And I know when my soul speeds onward, In its grand Eternal quest, I shall say as I look back earthward, Whatever is — is best.