God sometimes shuts the door and shuts us in,
That He may speak, perchance, through grief or pain,
And softly, heart to heart, above the din,
May tell some precious thought to us again.

God sometimes shuts the door and shuts us in,
That He may speak, perchance, through grief or pain,
And softly, heart to heart, above the din,
May tell some precious thought to us again.