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After These Days

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 13, 1916

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 93, No. 19.

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After These Days

By N. D. Anderson

N. D. ANDERSON
The lovely days that were, are gone. Their sunset gold and golden dawn That necklaced earth from her are riven, And now adorn more blessed heaven.
The cheerful days of roses red That bloomed in children's cheeks, have fled; Their petals, withered by his breath, Perfume the cruel hands of Death.
The peaceful days of kindliness, Shall they no more the earth caress, When War's red soul is calm again, And love returns to hearts of men?
The times are in thy hand, O Lord, The times of peace, the times of sword; And thou wilt give us day when night Has made us thankful for the light.
Baltimore, Md.