And hewing out to ourselves broken cisterns which can hold no water.
And our wise and gracious Lord Will Let Us, for a season, reap the fruit of our doings, in order to make our folly hateful to us.
But He will not always chide, nor cast off forever.
He will return unto us with mercies, and with healing in His wings.
He is the good Samaritan, and if we have spiritually fallen
among thieves...
Who have stripped us of our garments of praise...
And robbed us of the joys of His salvation...
And wounded us until we feel half dead...
Though He may first let us prove that all "self-helps" and creature helps are vain...
Yet at length He will be sure "to come that way," and minister to our needy case...
Saying, "I am the Lord who heals you."
~Ruth Bryan~