THEY DO NOT KNOW US. If they did,
They would not blame and smite us so.
To selfish hearts the light is hid,
And being blind, they cannot know.
Then let us not with anger burn,
Resembling thus our cruel foes;
But, when the cheek is smitten, turn
The other meekly to their blows.
With such forgiving words and deeds,
We claim the aid of that great Power,
Who knows His trusting people's needs,
And guards them in their trying hour.
God is thy battle's mighty arm;
God is thy great, victorious sword.
To him there comes nor fear nor harm,
Whose confidence is in the Lord.
— Christ in the Soul (1872) XXXIII.