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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Third-day, November 26, 1867

FromReview and Herald, Vol. XXX, No. 24

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THE SAINTS' REWARD.

By H. A. St. John

AIR: “Tramp, Tramp, Tramp.”
Sons and daughters of the Lord, You who trust his faithful word, Trim your lamps and let them now be burning bright; Soon the Saviour will descend, All your conflicts have an end, For you'll all be numbered with the saints in light.
Cho.—“Sing, oh sing, ye heirs of glory; Shout your triumph as you go; Though you're scattered, bruised, oppressed, Soon you'll reach the Heavenly rest, Where there'll be no sickness, sorrow, pain nor woe.
Oh, 'twill not be very long, Till the saints, an army strong, Shall mount up to meet the Saviour in the air; Then they will, a mighty throng, Sing their first victorious song, As they to the New Jerusalem repair.
Cho.
To the pearly gates they'll come, Of the New Jerusalem, For they all have been forever freed from sin; And the gates will open wide, For the saints who have been tried, And have kept the truth of God, to enter in.
Cho.
Now their trials are all past, For they've reached their home at last, Where with Jesus and the angels they will dwell; Of the tree of life they'll eat, Cast their crowns at Jesus' feet, And the song of praise to God forever swell.
Cho.—Sing, oh sing, ye saints in glory; No more conflicts you shall know; You were scattered, bruised, oppressed, But you've reached the heavenly rest, Where there'll be no sickness, sorrow, pain nor woe.
H. A. St. John.
Battle Creek, Mich.