p. 16 | Loved Ones Unsaved by L. D. Santee

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 14, 1910

Loved Ones Unsaved

By L. D. Santee

L. D. SANTEE

“Then shall two be in the field; the one shall be taken, and the other left,” Matt. 24 : 40.

My words are of Christ and his pleading, But they fall on indifferent ears, All the offers of mercy unheeding, Though I water the seed with my tears. I rejoice in the Saviour’s salvation, But my joy with a sadness is crossed, For I know that when endeth probation, Some dear to my heart will be lost.

They are lost, though the Saviour’s inviting And calling the sinner to-day; The offer of mercy they’re slighting, Till the angels turn sadly away; Their hearts growing hard by resistance, Their love growing selfish and cold, While there, gleaming bright in the distance, Is the jasper, the pearl, and the gold.

With them is the truth unavailing, No help in the hour of need, There’s a harvest of “weeping and wailing,” And loved ones are sowing the seed. Soon Christ will descend in his splendor While the earth with convulsions is tossed, Just judgment to each he will render, But some dear to my heart will be lost.

I think of the families broken, Parting to meet nevermore; Unto some will the dread words be spoken, “Depart, there is mercy no more;” While some that are “blessed of the Father,” Are welcomed to heaven, and home. O! the tears in my eyes thickly gather; Many dear to my heart will not come.