#hahahanny

Loved! then the way will not be drear; For One we know is ever near, Proving it to our hearts so clear That we are loved. Loved when our sky is clouded o'er, And days of sorrow press us sore; Still we will trust Him evermore, For we are loved. Time, that affects all things below, Can never change the love He'll show; The heart of Christ with love will flow, And we are loved.

Would we know that the major chords were sweet, if there were no minor key? Would the painter's work be fair to our eyes, without the shade on land or sea? Would we know the meaning of happiness, Would we feel that the day was bright, If we'd never known what it was to grieve, Nor gazed on the dark of night? Many men owe the grandeur of their lives to their tremendous difficulties.