'"
"No, mamma; my heart is constantly saying to Him,
'I have called thee Abba, Father!
I have stayed my heart on thee;
Storms may howl and clouds may gather--
All must work for good to me.'"
"Yes, dear child," Elsie said with emotion, "'we know that all things
work together for good to them that love God.'"
"And my baby is so young, Gracie such a dear little Christian child,
that, if I must give them up, I shall know that they are safe--
'Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe on His gentle breast.'"
Grace, whom they had deemed quite unconscious, opened her eyes and fixed
them on Violet's face with a look of ardent affection.
"Yes, mamma," she said feebly, "I'm not afraid to die; because I know
that Jesus loves me. My head aches; I'd like to lay it down on His
breast. And--He'll comfort you and papa, and--the rest."
Violet could not speak for weeping, but Elsie bent over the child, and
tenderly smoothing her pillow, said, "Yes, darling, He will; and whether
we live or die, we are all His, and we know that He will do what is best
for each one of us.
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