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The Priests of God

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Dec 30, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 64.

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The Priests of God

By Lillian S. Connelly

LILLIAN S. CONNELLY
TAKE up the ark on your shoulders, Priests of the most high God; Enter the swelling Jordan, Where never a foot hath trod; Stand in the midst of the river Till the last of the host pass through: This is the day of proving, And much must depend on you.
The warriors, children of Reuben And Gad and Manasseh, clad In battle array, must follow The path which God's priests have made Who lead the way in the billows Till the waves apart shall stand, And watch, their vigil keeping Till the weakest is safe on land.
Today to the swelling of Jordan The priests of the Lord have come. The priests must enter the billows, And stand till the host moves on; Stand till the weakest and youngest Have safely gained the shore. O Aaron's race, what a task is thine To stand in thy place as of yore!
But what if the priests shall falter? And what if the priests are afraid? There will be no escape from the billows, No path in the Jordan made. O Aaron's race, what a task is thine! What glory thy faith shall earn, If, in the swelling of Jordan, The priests of God stand firm!
Bocas del Toro, R. de Panama.