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Lo, He Comes

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Oct 2, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 40.

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Lo, He Comes

By C. M. Snow

C. M. SNOW
Through the twilight, through the gloaming, Of the swiftly passing day, God is flashing to the nations Signals of the coming fray.
Men may read it in the judgments That are falling on the world, In the deeds that quench the Spirit, Where sin’s banners are unfurled;
They may read it in the reckless Race for riches, place, and fame, While the racers crush the helpless In their mammon-maddened game; It is written in the records Of the strivings of the soul That has bartered all of heaven For a gilded crumbling goal.
Heed, ye careless! heed the warning God is flashing forth today! Earth and heaven are loudly telling That our God will not delay. He is coming, say the prophets— Shout it till the welkin rings! He is coming,— earth declares it,— Lord of lords and King of kings.