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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 15, 1910

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 87, No. 37.

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Not Far Away

By WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN
First dawns for thee redemption’s day, When in the silence of thy soul God speaks thee pardon, makes thee whole. There’s hope within, and all is bright; For God is love, and God is light, And heaven is not far away.
Erelong betides a cloudy day, When earth-friends fail or prostrate lie,— All hopes are vanished ’neath the sky. Then comes the Comforter to thee To hallow thy humility, And heaven is not far away.
Sometimes a glad and sunny day, When God’s world seems both bright and fair,— The birds are singing everywhere; The fragrant woods and perfumed meads Exhale the balm thy spirit needs, And heaven is not far away.
To thee must come the dread, dark day When thou art called the vale to tread, And mid the shadows leave thy dead. Then speaks the Christ, who is the Life, “I vanquish sin and death and strife,”— And heaven is not far away.
Ah, heaven is not far away! ’Tis e’en within you, till that day When, radiant, brighter than the sun, Thy home descends, and God will come To dwell with thee in heaven for aye!
Portland, Ore.