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, some time 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.

Poetical works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox. by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Edinburgh : W. P. Nimmo, Hay, & Mitchell, 1917.

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