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Sound an Alarm

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Aug 31, 1911

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 88, No. 35.

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Sound an Alarm

By Worthie Harris Holden

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN
STEALTHILY the night approaches While the sun is sinking low; All unheard the shadows lengthen, All unseen the day-beams go; For the world knows not its danger, As the shades of night fall fast. It is sleeping, fondly dreaming That all dire alarm is past.
'Tis the lull of earthly treasure, And the hope of power or fame, That are lullabies for conscience Lest it fear its Maker's name. And the souls at ease in Zion, Half asleep as night draws nigh, In the drowse of selfish stupor, Fail to give the watchman's cry.
Wake! Arouse! Gird swift thine armor. Thou shalt perish ere thou know! Soon the hosts of sin will triumph, Bringing thee eternal woe. Cry alarm, and look not backward, Lest thou, lingering, seal thy doom! Speed, ere sets the day of mercy For earth's night of endless gloom!
Portland, Ore.