Child of sickness and pain!',
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Child of sickness and pain! whose eyes for long
weeks have been unable to endure the garish
sunlight, by whose sleepless pillow the dim lamp
has been flickering with weary monotony, be still!
God has His own methods of mysterious dealing
and discipline. He can make that chamber of
suffering a Bethel. A ladder is oft times there
set between earth and heaven, traversed by the
angels Faith, Resignation, Hope, and Peace.