Untitled article by Vesta N. Cudworth

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Third-day, March 3, 1868

FromReview and Herald, Vol. XXXI, No. 12

LITTLE SINS.

By Vesta N. Cudworth

Little sins are often deemed Lighter than a bubble, But they bring long years of care, Full of guilt and trouble, Shutting earth's blest sunshine out, Its sweetest music hushing, And from our yearning lips, may dash Life's cooling waters gushing.

Then with cautious feet pass o'er, Life's frail bridges, spanning Waves, that grasp the unseen shore, And kiss its golden lining. Would'st thou walk its silver sands, And tell its blood-bought story? Step with care! for little sins Will bar the gates of glory.

May be thou hast safely passed, In thy weary counting; Every danger but the last, Still that not surmounting. Then in sight of Eden bowers Almost at the goal, 'Mid the perfume of its flowers Watch! for thou mayest fall.

VESTA N. CUDWORTH.

Springfield, Mass.