SUBMISSION

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 17, 1869

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 34, No. 8.

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SUBMISSION.

I long to leave this world of care, This world of sorrow, sin, and gloom, And go and dwell with Jesus, where All is immortal, fadeless bloom.
Here, pain and anguish rack my frame; And doubts and fears do fill my breast; And oft, in all earth's wide domain, I seek but find no place of rest.
In weariness, from day to day, I toil with aching, saddened heart; And oh! how oft I'm led astray, By Satan's wily, subtle art.
Watch, O my soul! oh, watch and pray! Nor murmur at thine earthly lot; Thy strength shall be e'en as thy day, The Father's promise faileth not.
Toil on, the span of life is brief; Have all thy work below well done; Jesus will bring thee sweet relief, Whene'er the victor's crown is won.
Go, cast thy burden on the Lord; His grace and love will then sustain; He will all needed strength accord— Let not thy lips of him complain.
Submissive to thy will, O God, I all to thee would now resign; I'll shrink not from thy chast'ning rod, But own it all thy love divine.
MARY E. GUILFORD.