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                AUTHOR UNKNOWN.
                [Ella Wheeler Wilcox]
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I know as my life grows older
    And mine eyes have clearer sight,
That under each rank wrong somewhere
    There lies the root of Right ;
That each sorrow has its purpose,
    By the sorrowing oft unguessed ;
But as sure as the sun brings morning,
    Whatever is, is best.

I know that each sinful action,
    As sure as the night brings shade,
Is somewhere, some time punished,
    Though the hour be long delayed.
I know that the soul is aided
    Sometimes by the heart's unrest,
And to grow means often to suffer--
    But whatever is, is best.

I know there are no errors
    In the great Eternal plan,
And all things work together
    For the final good of man.
And I know when my soul speeds onward,
    In its grand eternal quest,
I shall say as I look back earthward,
    Whatever is, is best.