Grandpa Liked This Verse

 God hath not promised skies always blue,

Flower-strewn pathways all our lives through,

God hath not promised sun without rain,

Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.

But God hath promised strength for the day,

Rest for the labor, light for the way,

Grace for the trials, help from above,

Unfailing sympathy, undying love.

------Annie Johnson Flint

(This verse was printed on the back of Grandpa's funeral folder.  It also is a hymn.)