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THE PILGRIMS

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Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Oct 26, 1882

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 8, No. 40.

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THE PILGRIMS.

WHAT! nearly home? The sun is sinking fast; Around us rise the mountains dim and vast; And lo! like mighty sentinels they stand To guard the borders of the promised land!
Longer and longer seemed the toilsome way, Touched by the sunlight of the waning day; We feared the night; our souls were sore distressed, And yet—God knew that we were near our rest.
Behind us lie the deserts bleak and bare, The valleys haunted by the fiend Despair, The flowers whose sweetness was a poisoned breath, The groves where chilly shadows harbored death.
Before us, shining through the sun-gilt mist, The vision of the great evangelist, The heritage of all the saints in light, Jerusalem the Golden, meets our sight.
—Selected.