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The Blessed Hope

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Nov 8, 1906

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 83, No. 45.

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The Blessed Hope

By L. D. Santee

L. D. SANTEE
“The coming of the Lord draweth nigh.” James 5 : 8.
The mourner’s sobbings reach the pitying skies; From darkened dwellings, tears and prayers arise To Him in whom the stricken heart can trust, To Him that watches o’er our precious dust.
Is there no sunrise on earth’s deepening gloom? Is there no Saviour that can ope the tomb? A whisper runs along the listening sky, “The coming of the Saviour draweth nigh.”
O wondrous coming! Darkened sun and moon Have told its nearness, and the old world’s doom. O grand event! The heavens and falling stars Herald the judgment and earth’s closing wars, And rich reward for all the pure in heart, Who for the truth have nobly borne their part; Soon shall they reach that paradise on high: “The coming of the Saviour draweth nigh.”
O Paradise of God! no pain nor sin Can mar the purity that reigns within; No tears are there, no tired or weary feet, But all the loved, around the throne shall meet. O heaven of God! my being longs for thee, Longs for the change to immortality. We watch with eager eyes earth’s changing sky, To greet that welcome coming, now so nigh.
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