Sent of God

It was a dark, untravell'd road,
In which my steps were call'd to go;
The path of many a heavy load.
And where it led, I did not know.

A weary road with rivers high;
Wild beasts were standing on the rocks;
And clouds came drifting through the sky,
Fill'd deep with fires and thunder shocks.

But through the clouds, and through the flame,
And foaming floods, as on I went,
A voice of hope and cheering came,
"Fear not to go, where God hath sent."

That voice is ringing in my ears;
Let mountains rise, let oceans flow;
It matters not. Away with fears.
IF GOD DOTH SEND ME, LET ME GO.

— Christ in the Soul (1872) LX.