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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Oct 21, 1909

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 86, No. 42.

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The New Earth

By L. D. Santee

L. D. SANTEE
“Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.” Matt. 5:5.
I HAVE heard of a land full of beauty, Of pleasures unmixed with alloy, Where lives that are faithful to duty, Shall rejoice in a bright dream of joy. I have heard of the evergreen mountains, Where the feet of the weary may rest; Sweet valleys and murmuring fountains Are found in the home of the blest.
O, the darkness n’er falls on those mountains, And the clouds never wreathe them with storm, But their brows, like rainbow gilt fountains, Are lit with the splendors of morn; And these headlands gleam ever above us, Where sin enters not, and no stain. We shall see there the angels that love us, Where death cometh not, and no pain.
The “mansions” in heavenly places Will be shared by the friends that are blest; And bright eyes and fair, shining faces Shall welcome the weary to rest; And my heart, looking up, thrills with pleasure As I think of that region so fair; O, there is my home, and my treasure, And the love of my heart is all there!
Moline, Ill.