Dreams of Paradise by L. D. SANTEE

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

Dreams of Paradise

By L. D. SANTEE

L. D. SANTEE

Sometimes while sitting in a pleasant dreaming, Faith sees the city that shall soon appear,— Its jasper walls and pearly portals gleaming, Grandly descending to our lower sphere.

The tree of life, the glorious “many mansions,” The bowers of Eden, and the throne of God,— Faith sees it all, through the glad soul’s expansion, That home where mortal feet have never trod.

The lame shall leap, the dumb shall shout with gladness, And all the woes of earth be left behind; The heart shall thrill, once breaking in its sadness, And brightly beam the eyes that once were blind.

All life’s perplexing problems have their meaning, And faith looks up to scenes beyond the sky; And hope is bright, on God’s sure promise leaning. Knowing that rest is coming by and by.

All, all, will soon be seen by human vision,— The joys no mortal tongue can ever tell, The holy city and the land Elysian, That home of righteousness where all is well.

Moline, Ill.