THE MEETING PLACE

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 16, 1872

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 39, No. 18.

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THE MEETING PLACE.

[The following which appeared some years since in the Review, we republish by request.]
“The ransomed of the Lord shall return and come to Zion with songs and everlasting joy upon their heads.” Isa. 35:10.
Where the faded flowers shall freshen, Freshen never more to fade; Where the shaded sky shall brighten, Brighten nevermore to shade; Where the sunshine never scorches, Where the starbeams cease to chill; Where no tempest stirs the echoes Of the wood, or wave, or hill; Where the morn shall wake in gladness, And the noon the joy prolong; Where the daylight dies in fragrance, ’Mid the burst of holy song; Brother, we shall meet and rest ’Mid the holy and the blest!
Where no shadow shall bewilder, Where life’s vain parade is o’er, Where the sleep of sin is broken, And the dreamer dreams no more; Where the bond is never severed, Partings, claspings, sobs and moans, Midnight waking, twilight weeping, Heavy noontide—all are done; Where the child has found its mother, Where the mother finds the child; Where dear families are gathered, That were scattered on the wild, Brother, we shall meet and rest ’Mid the holy and the blest!
Where the hidden wound is healed, Where the blighted life reblooms, Where the smitten heart the freshness Of its buoyant youth resumes; Where the love that now we lavish On the withering leaves of time, Shall have fadeless flowers to fix on, In an ever spring-bright clime; Where we find the joy of loving As we never loved before, Loving on, unchilled, unhindered, Loving once, and evermore, Brother, we shall meet and rest ’Mid the holy and the blest!
Where a blasted world shall brighten, Underneath a bluer sphere, And a softer, gentler sunshine, Sheds its healing splendor there; Where earth’s barren vales shall blossom, Putting on her robes of green, And a purer, fairer Eden Be where only wastes have been; Where a King in kingly glory, Such as earth has never known, Shall assume the righteous scepter, Claim and wear the holy crown, Brother, we shall meet and rest ’Mid the holy and the blest!
—H. Bonar.