A Solitary Way

There is a mystery in the human heart.
And tho we are encircled with a host
Of those who love us well, and are beloved
There comes a sense of utter loneliness -
Our dearest friend is stranger to our joy
And cannot realize our bitterness.
There is not one who really understands
Not one to enter into all I feel -
Such is the cry of each of us in turn --
We wander in a solitary way.

No matter where or what our lot may be,
Each heart mysterious even to itself
Must live its inner life in solitude.
And would you know the reason why this is?
It is because the Lord desires our love,
In every heart He wishes to be first.
He therefore keeps the secret key Himself
To open all its chambers and to bless
With perfect sympathy and holy peace
Each solitary soul who comes to Him.
So, when we feel this loneliness, it is
The voice of Jesus crying "Come to Me."
And every time we are not understood
It is a call to us to come again,
For Christ alone can satisfy the soul.
And those who walk with Him from day to day
Can never have a solitary way!

And when beneath some heavy load we faint
And say, "I cannot bear this heavy load alone",
You say the truth; Christ made it purposely
So heavy that you must return to Him.
The bitter grief that no one understands
Conveys a secret message to the King
Entreating you to come to Him again.
The "Man of Sorrows" understands it well,
"In all points tempted", He can feel with you.
You cannot come too often nor too near,
The Son of God is infinite in grace,
His presence satisfies the longing soul -
And those who walk with Him from day to day
Can never have a solitary way !

By: ~ Isabel Boyd