THE OVERCOMERS by Uriah Smith

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Apr 17, 1884

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 10, No. 16.

THE OVERCOMERS.

By Uriah Smith

BY ELD. URIAH SMITH.

"And after this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands." Rev. 7: 9.

Not all who enter on the strife, With foes unseen, and doubts, and sin, Seeking for everlasting life, Will fail the glorious prize to win. The holy seer, on Patmos bound, In visions of the world of light, Beheld the throne of God around, A countless throng in robes of white.

And in their hands they bore on high, While glory beamed from every face, Majestic palms of victory, As conquerors in the heavenly race. Whence came this bright, triumphant throng? They came through trials keen and sore; Through tribulation deep and strong, They struggled to the heavenly shore.

Floods swept them from the scene of strife, Flames stifled their exulting cry, Dungeons wore out their lingering life, And deserts saw them droop and die. The keenest tortures fiends could frame, The keenest mortals could endure, They met; and through them all they came, By suffering made white and pure.

Then, fellow-pilgrim, lose not heart, Though Satan and his hosts assail; For others well have borne their part 'Gainst foes as strong, with arm as frail The world, the flesh, their foes within, They battled long with bated breath, Full often mourned committed sin, Yet fought the fight and kept the faith.

Oh! never let the struggle cease, While time is left, while life remains; The end is everlasting peace, On Canaan's fair and sinless plains. A glorious throng will surely stand Upon Mount Zion, glad and free; And you may join, at God's right hand, The peans of their victory.