I thank God for bitter things;
They've been a 'friend to grace';
They've driven me from paths of ease
To storm the secret place.
I thank Him for the friends who failed
To fill my heart's deep need;
They've driven me to the Savior's feet,
Upon His love to feed.
I'm grateful too, through all life's way
No one could satisfy,
And so I've found in God alone
My rich, my full supply!
by Florence White Willett