p. 8 | General Articles by Henry Mills

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Oct 12, 1905

General Articles

By Henry Mills

“Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue and if there be any praise, think on these things.” Phil. 4:8.

“I Shall Be Satisfied”

Not here! not here! not where the sparkling waters Fade into mocking sands as we draw near, Where in the wilderness each footstep falters: I shall be satisfied—but O! not here.

Not here! where every dream of bliss deceives us, Where the worn spirit never gains its goal, Where, haunted ever by the thoughts that grieve us, Across us floods of bitter memory roll.

There is a land where pulses will be thrilling With rapture earth’s sojourners may not know; Where heaven’s repose all hearts will then be stilling, And peacefully life’s time-tossed currents flow.

Far out of sight while yet the flesh enfolds us, Lies the fair country where our hearts abide, And of its bliss is naught more wondrous told us Than these few words, “I shall be satisfied.”

Satisfied! satisfied! the spirit’s yearning For sweet companionship with kindred minds, The silent love that here meets no returning, The inspiration which no language finds,—

Shall they be satisfied? the soul’s vague longing, The aching void which nothing earthly fills? O, what desires upon my soul are thronging As I look upward to the heavenly hills!

Thither my weak and weary steps are tending, Saviour and Lord! with thy frail child abide! Guide me toward home, where, all my wanderings ended, I shall see thee, and “shall be satisfied.”

—Henry Mills.