p. 269 | THE RETURN by Sarah A. Santer

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 14, 1867

THE RETURN.

By Sarah A. Santer

CHILD. I love thee, dear Saviour, O, frown not on me, Though far in life's journey I've wandered from thee, I now would obey thee, I would now return, And beg for thy smiles which I never can earn.

SAVIOUR. And wilt thou come back to me, wandering child, And leave all thy haunts in the desert and wild? Sure will be thy trials, if thou dost return, But my grace is sufficient, my help do not spurn.

CHILD. I'm weary of traveling destruction's broad road, That leads down to death and increases my load, No more can I bear it! What then shall I do? In sin and in guilt I am lying so low.

SAVIOUR. Cast all your cares on me, O be not dismayed, I died for your sins, then rejoice and be glad; Accept of the sacrifice, give me your heart. You soon shall come home never more to depart.

CHILD. O Jesus, dear Saviour, how great is thy love, I'll serve thee while here, and I'll praise thee above, Forbid that I ever should stray from thee more, But let me walk near thee to Canaan's shore.

SARAH A. SANTER.