I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care.
And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar;
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen
Thy creatures as they be,
Forgive me if too close I lean
My human heart on Thee.
And if my heart and flesh are weak
To bear an untried pain,
The bruisèd reed Thou wilt not break,
But strengthen and sustain.
John Greenleaf Whittier, 1867
Read Isaiah 42:1-3
(I love the gentleness of Christ in Whittier’s final verse. In our weakness, Christ doesn’t berate or shame us. Instead, He treats us with the utmost care giving us the strength and sustaining that we need.)