WAITING by S. M. H.

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

WAITING

By S. M. H.

I am waiting, ever waiting, For a brighter, better day, Just beyond the clouds and shadows That surround my lonely way; For a day of light and gladness, Such as earth has never known, When in equity and justice Christ shall reign on David’s throne.

All the prophets of past ages Saw its brightness from afar, And in words sublime have spoken Of the peace and glory there; Now they sleep in those green valleys Which in weariness they trod, But they’ll come with songs of triumph To the holy mount of God.

Now the world is full of suffering, Sounds of woe fall on my ears; Sights of wretchedness and sorrow Fill my eyes with pitying tears; ’Tis the earth’s dark night of weeping, Wrongs and evils triumph now; I can wait—for just before me Beams the morning’s roseate glow.

Friends I’ve loved are from me parted, Soon I hope to greet them all; Some beneath the turf are sleeping, Waiting the Master’s call; Some are bearing still life’s burdens, Struggling on through storm and gloom, But the same blest hope sustains us Of the bright, eternal home.

I am waiting, hoping, praying, For Messiah’s glorious reign, For I know he’ll rule in justice, Right and truth will triumph then. Worldly pleasures cannot win me While I wait for that bright day; Worldly splendor cannot charm me While its light beams on my way. — S. M. H., in World’s Crisis.