The Message by William Brickey

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jun 22, 1911

The Message

By William Brickey

WILLIAM BRICKEY

The third angel's message is going, The lightning and steam give it flight. Like a huge tidal wave, overflowing The land with a great flood of light, It has deluged the earth with its papers, Is flooding the world with its books, That shine in the darkness like tapers, And stream through the earth like the brooks.

There is nothing on earth can suppress it, For God gives it power from above; The humble find words to express it, With hearts all aglow with its love. Like a hurricane crossing the ocean, It storms the dark centers of sin, And sets the whole world in commotion, Yet gives peace and sweet comfort within.

No other work ever was equal, Since the day Adam first saw the sun; For this is the finish and sequel To all that has ever been done. Like the sun marching on in its splendor, Its glory enlightens the world; And thousands of hearts are made tender Where its banner of love is unfurled.

Heaven-born and world-wide in its nature, It speeds on its mission of love, And testifies, like its Creator, That men must be born from above. With victory perched on its banner, It marches through jungles untrod, To restore to mankind, in some manner, The Spirit and image of God.

Kamiah, Idaho.