The Advent by L. D. SANTEE

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 12, 1907

The Advent

By L. D. SANTEE

L. D. SANTEE

EARNEST his ministers will work and pray, For love of Jesus counting all things loss, While hosts of darkness slowly fall away Before the lifted cross.

And still the “Holy One,” with power divine, Pleads with the guilty to accept his grace; In marts of home or in far-distant climes His footsteps we may trace.

And in his own good time he’ll come again, And earth shall blossom like a garden fair; To bring reward, to banish death and pain, The Saviour comes in air.

Hail, coming King, descending through the sky, At thy dread word, the trembling earth shall burn; Unnumbered hosts believe thy advent nigh, And long for thy return.

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