The Victor's Song by Etta Booth

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 29, 1866

The Victor's Song.

By Etta Booth

THERE gleams brightly now a celestial brow, Bedecked with forbearance and love; And heavenly trains waft angelic strains, While waiting to bear us above.

Soon sounding o'er lea, o'er earth, and o'er sea, The trump of our Saviour will sound, Then all from the earth of immortal birth, Around his bright throne will be found.

With triumphant lay he'll bear us away From trials, from pain, and from fear; His own loving hand will wipe from our hand Each sorrow, each grief, and each tear.

Hail, glorious day! when Jesus shall say, My children, redemption is thine; When with harps of bright gold, and glory untold, We shall dwell in the beautiful clime.

Etta Booth.