The Goal

I have found joy,
Surcease from sorrow,
From qualms for today
And fears for tomorrow

I have found love,
Sifted of pain,
Of life's harsh goading
And worldly disdain.

I have found peace,
Still-borne from grief,
From soul's bitter mocking
And heart's unbelief.

Now may I rest,
Soul-glad and free,
For Lord, in the travail,
I have found Thee
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