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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D.C. · Dec 14, 1905

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 82, No. 50.

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Constant Communion

By the gift of the Holy Spirit to abide with believers provision has been made for a vital union between the Father in heaven and his children on earth. We may breathe the heavenly atmosphere and feed upon the bread from heaven. The thoughts of God may be communicated to us, and his purposes unfolded to us. We may realize the fellowship of divinity, and share in the ministry of angels from the throne of the heavenly King. These privileges are all offered to those who are willing to renounce this present evil world and yield themselves to be servants of righteousness. In the end, we shall receive both heaven and earth for our reward, and shall enjoy the blessing of eternal fellowship with the Father and with the Son. In this present communion with heaven we may anticipate future joys, and have a foretaste of those blessings which will be experienced in their fulness when the redeemed shall “come to Zion with songs and everlasting joy upon their heads.”
Well may we sing— “What a fellowship, what a joy divine,” “What a blessedness, what a peace is mine,”
as we walk day by day in constant communion with a loving Father who knows our frame and remembers that we are dust, and with a compassionate Redeemer who has promised to be with us always even unto the end of the world.
“O, this is blessing, this is rest!— Into thine arms, O Lord, I flee; I hide me in thy faithful breast, And pour out all my soul to thee. There is a host dissuading me; But, all their voices far above, I hear thy words, ‘O, taste and see The comfort of a Saviour’s love!’ And, hushing every adverse sound, Songs of defense my soul surround, As if all saints encamped about One trusting heart pursued by doubt. And O, how solemn, yet how sweet, Their one assured, persuasive strain!— ‘The Lord of hosts is thy retreat, The Man who bore thy sin, thy pain. Still in his hand thy times remain; Still of his body thou art part: And he will prove his right to reign O’er all things that concern thy heart.’ O tenderness! O truth divine! Lord, I am altogether thine. I have bowed down; I need not flee; Peace, peace is mine in trusting thee.”