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When the Tree Falleth

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D.C. · Feb 12, 1914

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 91, No. 7.

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“When the Tree Falleth”

By Edw. J. Urquhart

EDW. J. URQUHART
WHEN knocks the messenger of death At the heart's door of man, And God calls back the given breath Lent for a little span, Fame cannot stop nor wealth delay The summons of the hour; So vainly weak and frail the clay, So strong the Maker's power.
Where falls the tree, to west or east, There helpless will it lie; And what the future holds for each Is sealed when mortals die. Not shining gold nor kingly power Will alter the decree; True worth alone in judgment hour Can claim the life to be.
There character will rise above The dollars of the great; Supreme at last, the hand of love Will open wide the gate And bid the righteous enter in To mansions fair to see; Forever freed from power of sin, They reap eternity.
Galt, Cal.