WHEN HE COMETH by Belle Rose Ballard

Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Mar 22, 1883

WHEN HE COMETH.

By Belle Rose Ballard

BY MRS. BELLE ROSE BALLARD.

CAN it be those eyes, so often Filled with sad repentant tears, Shall behold Him in his glory, When the Judge of earth appears? Shall they view the wondrous brightness Shining from that heavenly face? Shall they see the old earth wither, Having no more time or place?

Every eye shall see Him coming; Every ear shall hear the sound Of the awful trumpet thunder; Earth and heaven shall both resound! Dread and solemn will the thunder Of that last loud trumpet be! Fierce the lightning of His anger! Where, O Christ, can sinners flee?

Rocks and mountains, shelter! shelter! Hide transgressors in that hour! Rocks and hills are unavailing In the presence of His power. Oh, I long for Thy whole armor, Helmet, shining sword, and shield, And the faith which never wavers On the fiercest battle-field.

Mighty hosts of doubt and darkness Ever meet me on my way. Oh, for light among the shadows! Oh, to dwell in perfect day! All too soon may come the summons: Mortal, time for thee must cease! Oh, to feel that to my spirit That last summons shall bring peace!

Frazier, Cal.