[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":4},["ShallowReactive",2],{"reading-1119":3},"NOVEMBER 19\r\nThou, who hast showed us many and sore troubles, wilt quicken us again (Psalm 71.20, R. V.).\r\nGod shows us the troubles. Sometimes, as this part of our education\r\nis being carried forward, we have to descend into \"the lower parts of the earth,\" pass through subterranean passages, lie buried\r\namongst the dead, but never for a moment is the cord of fellowship and union between God and us strained to breaking; and from the   depths God will bring us again.\r\nNever doubt God! Never say that He has forsaken or forgotten. Never\r\nthink that He is unsympathetic. He will quicken again. There is\r\nalways a smooth piece of every skein, however tangled. The longest day at last rings out the evensong. The winter snow lies long, but\r\nit goes at last.\r\nBe steadfast; your labor is not in vain. God turns again, and\r\ncomforts. And when He does, the heart which had forgotten its\r\nPsalmody breaks out in jubilant song, as does the Psalmist: \"I will thank thee, I will harp unto thee, my lips shall sing aloud.\"\r\n--Selected.\r\nThough the rain may fall and the wind be blowing, And cold and chill is the wintry blast;\r\nThough the cloudy sky is still cloudier growing,\r\nAnd the dead leaves tell that the summer has passed;\r\nMy face I hold to the stormy heaven,\r\nMy heart is as calm as the summer sea, Glad to receive what my God has given, Whate'er it be.\r\nWhen I feel the cold, I can say, \"He sends it,\" And His winds blow blessing, I surely know;   For I've never a want but that He attends it;\r\nAnd my heart beats warm, though the winds may blow.",1783499794046]