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The Luminous Valleys of God

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 23, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 4.

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The Luminous Valleys of God

By L. D. SANTEE

L. D. SANTEE
THERE'S a city of beauty awaiting the blest, A country that lies far away, Where in valleys enchanting the weary may rest In the joy of a shadowless day; They shall walk in their gladness 'neath skies that are bright, Where the footsteps of sin never trod, And souls that are ransomed shall bathe in the light Of the luminous valleys of God.
'Tis a wonderful land by the river of life, And ne'er shall earth's shadows annoy; But blissful the home, and unending the life, That fills every heart with its joy. The harps of the blessed with music shall ring, While flowers look up from the sod, And the voices of loved ones with rapture shall sing, In the luminous valleys of God.
I have longed for that city, whose streets are of gold, That country where friends never part, Whose inhabitants never grow weary or old, But gladness and love fill the heart. That city of beauty, the Lamb is its light; In its brightness has sin never trod; Its day is eternal, there cometh no night, In the luminous valleys of God.
Moline, Ill.