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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jul 21, 1910

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 87, No. 29.

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Editorial

By Editor

“THE burden of Dumah. He calleth to me out of Seir, Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night? The watchman said, The morning cometh, and also the night: if ye will inquire, inquire ye: return, come.” It is a message for a time of inquiry.
THE spirit of inquiry is all abroad in these days of swiftly moving events and changing scene. People would know the meaning of the times and the seasons. And the prophecy says, “If ye will inquire, inquire ye.” With the inquiry ever springing up from burdened and longing hearts, it is a blessed response that the watchmen have to make, and a serious response as well. Through all this generation we have been proclaiming the cry of Isaiah’s watchman, “The morning cometh, and also the night.”
The Watchman’s Cry. — In the editorial columns of the REVIEW of Sept. 3, 1857, Elder U. Smith wrote:—
Anxious inquirer, we proclaim to you that the morning cometh. Weary watcher, the morning cometh; and when that glorious day that shall succeed that morrow shall be ushered in, there’ll be no suffering couch for you to watch by then. The inhabitants of that land shall no more say, I am sick; for the long train of evils that held their revels through the night of time, fed and fostered by the curse, shall flee away with the darkness, and be found no more at all.
Bereaved mourner, the morning cometh,—a morning whose light shall pierce the dark prison-house of the tomb, where Death for long ages has been gathering in his trophies; and the prisoners of hope shall be released, and the loved forms torn from your embrace brought back again from the land of the enemy.
The morning cometh to remove from every soul bowed down, its weight of woe. There is no wrong but shall then be righted; there is no shadow but shall then be chased away. All the ills that have thronged the pathway of human life, all cruelty and oppression, all forms of sorrow, pain, and death that have cast their dark shadows over the world, are engulfed, and forever lost, in that one grand and glorious promise—“The morning cometh”!
“Hail, glorious morn That ushers in a cloudless, endless day!— Morning whose holy light shall sweep the shades Of sin and death away; and with them flee Their noisome brood that in the darkness lurk,— The glorious restitution morn, that brings The weary saints all home from pilgrimage To rest in lovely bowers of peace and joy.”
Reader, are you ready for this morning? Will the great crisis before us be to you an event of rejoicing or sorrow? for there is a night scene to the picture, as well as a bright one. The watchman says not only that the morning cometh, but he adds, “And also the night.”
THROUGH the long-suffering mercy of our God, time still lingers, and still the cry is, “The morning cometh.”