January 1, 1867.
God's love was once enough
My heart to satisfy,
When in the days of childhood's faith
I knew not doubt or sigh.
But since I saw Roy's face,
And knew his love's sweet cheer,
And felt the anguish and despair
Which come from partings here,
So hungry have I grown
No love can satisfy,
And all my childhood's faith in God
Doth mock me as a lie.
But still in these dark hours
I hold one anchor fast:
Perhaps this is the woman's way
To reach God's love at last.
January 1, 1887.
The deepening years have proved
Love's conquest justified.
The woman's hungry heart at last
In God is satisfied.