God sends the sunshine, and God sends the rain,
God sends the blessings, and God sends the pain;
And I must go sorrowing, ofttimes, until
I learn this one lesson; to bow to His will.
God send the harvest, and God sends the loss,
God sends the laurels, and God sends the cross;
And I shall know teardrops and sorrow, until
I learn the one precept: to bow to His will.
God sends the smooth way, and God sends the thorn,
God sends the praises, and God sends the scorn;
And much I must suffer of anguish until
We learn that He wants us to bow to His will.