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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 13, 1910

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 87, No. 2.

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L. D. SANTEE

By L. D. Santee

Longings

L. D. SANTEE

THIS life has its conflicts and trials, Imperfect its measure of love; But faith that will take no denial Receiveth a strength from above. But there’s an immortal existence, Where the ransomed shall shine as the sun, The carnal mind give no resistance, And the will of the Father be done.
O lead me, dear Lord, for I’m lonely, I long to be nearer like thee, To be fashioned like thee, and thee only, And forever from evil set free; With thee would I enter life’s portal, And joy in the soul’s glad release, Where the ransomed ones, pure and immortal, Are crowned with the lilies of peace;
Where the shadowless sunshine of heaven Gleams brightly on parent and child, Where brother and sister are given White robes that no sin hath defiled, Where as deep as love’s fathomless ocean Shall the joys of the saved ever be, Where the spirit is filled with devotion, And the soul is from sorrow set free.
O, I want the dear lips that are breathless To speak in the old tones again! And I want all my loved, pure and deathless, And ever with them to remain. And I say to the seasons, “Roll faster, Through this earth-life so clouded and dim, And hasten the time when the Master Shall gather the children to him.”
Moline, Ill.