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The Mountain Climb With Him

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 29, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 9.

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The Mountain Climb With Him

By Worthie Harris Holden

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN
Not blindly do I grope through misty years, But with my hand in His to vanquish fears, Up through the mists I see diffused, though dim, The halo of the glory circling him.
I know he leads me o’er the rocky way Up to the light-crowned heights of endless day; And oft I seem to hear close passing by The wings of guardian angels ever nigh.
Sometimes the lightnings flash and thunders peal, Then closer do I cling his strength to feel; Sometimes the mists have almost cleared away That I might catch a glimmer of his day.
I can not falter, for I trust my Guide, And death awaits me if I leave his side; He bids me haste to hear heaven’s choir sing Their halleluiahs to the coming King.
Portland, Oregon.