The Morning Cometh

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Oct 12, 1911

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 88, No. 41.

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The Morning Cometh

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN
How large the hill beside you! How small the mount afar! The thistle by the wayside Seems greater than a star.
The woods of trial surrounding Obstruct the broader view, But ’twixt the barred branches God’s sunlight glimmers through.
To-day’s most grievous sorrow— A mountain unto man— Is but a cloudy moment In God’s eternal plan;
E’en through the woods a vista, And from the mount a view; For faith has e’er a Pisgah Of gloryland for you.
Grieve not, though sore afflicted, For sorrow dwells with hope; Behold the stars of promise, Through God’s great telescope.
Portland, Ore.