In Earth's Last Moments by T. C. Hege

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 6, 1910

In Earth's Last Moments

By T. C. Hege

T. C. HEGE

It is no dream, but is intensely real,— This preparation I must make to meet my God Still in a world where wounds are slow to heal, And we so heedless are of mercy's rod.

But will this road ne'er end? Another day— And like so many others shall it be?— It may, though it may not. Some day must see Woe's end; e'en now the earth groans mightily.

Time speedeth on, adds lightning to her flight; Soon earth will reach her goal of darkest night. Now, just before all pain and woe subside, God says, In me a little moment hide, From lust of flesh and eye and pride of life, And noise and clangor of unholy strife. Then short will be my work in righteousness, And what the curse had smitten I will bless.

Again the ceaseless days will come and go, But not in darkness, death, and sin, and strife, Soul longing, and a hope no goal doth know. All will be joy, and life, eternal life.

This change for all the blest is soon to come; But brother, sister, O with anxious thought Press great petitions home! Ignore despair. Cry, cry to God for help to lift the light That all who breathe may in that glory share.

Fayetteville, N. C.