FAITH VICTORIOUS by S. J. TOWNSEND

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Nov 24, 1914

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 41, No. 46.

FAITH VICTORIOUS

By S. J. TOWNSEND

Thou knowest not what awaits thee, O my soul, Th’ eternal mist’s ’twixt thee and the farther shore; But God’s kind providence shall control, And light the path before.

And when thy journeyings through the mist are o’er, And then shalt look thou backward o’er life’s day, Thou shalt have understanding, O my soul, He led thee all the way.

As dreams when one awaketh, O my soul, Of storm-swept voyages o’er oceans vast, To thee shall seem, in part not, but the whole, Thy sorrows overpast. Through faith victorious thou shalt stand at last. Freed from thine exile on this sin-cursed shore, Thou shalt, with song triumphant, O my soul, Roam free forevermore.

Then fear not thou the future, O my soul, If but thy life be hid with Christ in God, For thee shall have no terrors death’s dark goal, Thy home beneath the sod; Nor yet the scourge of the avenging rod, If thou perchance art living and remain, His glorious form beholding, O my soul, When Christ shall come again.

Thou shalt have change immortal, O my soul, When Jesus’ voice shall call the righteous dead; And thou shalt hear them answering to the roll, From tombs long tenanted. By angel hands unto thy Saviour led, With that vast throng ascending heavenward, So shalt thou dwell rejoicing, O my soul, Forever with thy Lord.