A Quote by unknown on death, departure, earth, heart, hope, life, needs, patience, service, sorrow, and wishes
If none were sick and none were sad, What service could we render? I think if we were always glad, We scarcely could be tender. Did our beloved never need Our patient ministration, Earth would grow cold and miss indeed Its sweet consolation. If sorrow never claimed our heart, And every wish were granted, Patience would die, and hope depart. Life would be disenchanted.
Contributed by: Zaady