THE THREEFOLD PROMISE Oh, wonderful promises given To those who wait on the Lord; Strength for the faint who have fallen, Power for weakness outpoured. Blessed the threefold assurance Thrilling the soul like a song: They shall mount up as the eagles On wide wings and swift wings and strong; Run with the stride of the racer, Leaping unwearied and free, Till he comes to the end of his journey And the crown of his effort shall see. But the word for the worn and the weary, Who know not the rapture of wings, Who know not the joy of the runner, What infinite comfort it brings Walk and not faint; the slow steppings, The plodding dull round of the days, The toil and the heat and the burdens, The wearying halts and delays. Oh, promise for those who are walking, Who falter and stumble and fall The courage, the strength and the patience, This is the sweetest of all. Serenity Peace