Written In An Album (Ii) Poem by Alfred Gibbs Campbell

Human life is all a mystery, -
Dark and dreary, wild and sad;
Every heart hath the same history,
Strugglings 'twixt the good and bad;


Right and Wrong forever striving
For the mastery of the soul;
Upward, downward, ever driving
Toward or from the Heavenly goal.


In this whirl of wild confusion
Who shall guide the weary soul?
Who shall heal the heart's contusion,
And the bruised reed make whole?


Christ will guide thee, youthful maiden,
If thou wilt His guidance seek,
Lead thee to the happy Aiden
Where no tears shall wet thy cheek;


Where His love shall bless, and ever
Satisfy thy longing soul,
And a cloud of sadness never
O'er thy happy being roll!