# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1900_S5 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) ee ee Che Autheran Pioneer. A MISSIONARY MONTHLY. PusiisHep BY THE EyANGELICAL Lurueran SynopicaL CoNFERENCE OF NortH AMERICA. R. A. BISCHOFF, Editor. Entered at the Post Office at St. Louis, Mo., as second-class matter. Vol. XXII. He Never Says ‘‘Good-Bye.”” In pain, on a bed of weakness, A weary woman lay, Her face was pale and ghastly In the twilight, dim and gray. A friend, in that still hour, Spoke of Jesus being nigh; “Oh, yes!’’ she faintly whispered, “He never says ‘Good-bye.’ He never leaves His people, He ne’er forsakes His own; He marks their path, though lonely; Their wants to Him are known. In sickness and in sorrow He listens to their cry: His arm is ever round them, He never says ‘‘Good-bye.”’ bd Earth’s joys may all, all vanish; Earth’s music cease to cheer; Earth’s brightness all be clouded; Earth’s glory disappear; Earth’s friends may all forsake us, E’en a mother come not nigh, But Jesus’ presence fails not: He never says ‘‘Good-bye.” Our pathway may be rugged, And strewed with many a thorn. But yet He shares its roughness When we are faint and worn; And then He takes His tired ones, His arm doth strength supply, He will not leave them helpless: He never says ‘‘Good-bye.”” A dark, dark vale is near us, The shades of death draw nigh, . But even then He’s with us: He never says ‘‘Good-bye.”’ No, for His hand still guides us Through death to life on high. And then He’ll aye be near us, He'll never say ‘‘Good-bye.’’ Cc. A. S. ——s ~