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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Oct 28, 1909

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 86, No. 43.

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Life Paths

By L. D. Santee

L. D. SANTEE
EACH life and each station has crosses, And shadows will darken the sun; We count o'er our gains and our losses In the brief little day we have won; We stand in the sunshine of gladness, And rejoice that our life is not vain, Then descend to the valleys of sadness, And drink of the vintage of pain.
O, the stains of the world leave their traces, We have sins that we can not atone, There is sadness and pain on all faces, As each journeys his pathway alone; But when we are grieving and sobbing, When tears for our failures will start, Then, close to our own, there is throbbing, Christ’s tender, compassionate heart.
He is able to save from all sinning, He has purchased my life on the tree, By his love he the weary is winning, And he died for my brothers and me; There’s a joy that will come after sorrow, There are chaplets that wait to be given, And the pathways on earth that were narrow Will end in the kingdom of heaven.
Moline, Ill.