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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Oct 10, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 41.

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The Bridegroom Tarries

By Eliza H. Morton

ELIZA H. MORTON
The Bridegroom tarries; weary grow The watchers in the night; Their faith is tried; the test has come; Some lamps emit no light. The foolish virgins know not God; The form alone is there. They heard the solemn words of truth, The message fail to bear.
The peace-and-safety cry they sound, And lull themselves to sleep, Forgetting that an hour will come When careless ones will weep. The oil, the precious oil of grace, Would make their hearts o'erflow In loving service for the world,— A joy that all may know.
Buy ye the oil before too late; Be willing to receive, That faith may shine in rays of light To many hearts in need. No money take, a gift it is; Just let the glory shine. The beauty of a perfect life May be, dear soul, all thine.
Then when the Bridegroom comes to take His ransomed home to dwell, With lifted heads we'll shout and sing: “It is our God. All’s well.” Yea, alleluias! for the Lord Omnipotent doth reign; Let us be glad, and honor give To his great, holy name.
Portland, Maine.