Shall I Be Saved?

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Feb 11, 1873

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 41, No. 9.

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Shall I Be Saved?

How important the question, and what thrilling realities hang upon the decision that shall in a little while be made in the heavenly sanctuary above. Saved! Yes; how important the question, Shall I be saved in the kingdom of God? saved from sin and all its sad and terrible consequences? Yes, dear brethren and sisters, I feel that I must have salvation. I must go where saints are going. I must see the holy angels. I must dwell in the heavenly city. I must partake of the fruit of the tree of life. I must see the King in his beauty. I must hear Jesus sing praises unto the Father, in the midst of his church. I must join in the song of Moses, the servant of God, and the song of the Lamb. I must be a sharer of all the joys, and the glories, and the complete fullness, summed up in the words, eternal life at the right hand of God.
Dear Saviour, guide my every step. I would walk close to thee. I would live as in thy presence. I would know thy love and power to save from sin. I long to see the green fields and flowery vales beyond—and they are almost in sight. I want those unfading joys. Earth has but few treasures left, and they may be mine in that heavenly home. I long to realize my long-cherished hopes. I want to see Him whose mercy has been so wonderful to me, to adore and worship before him, and praise him with an immortal tongue.
Oh! to be one of the redeemed throng, arrayed in white robes and palms in their hands; to be of that company from whose faces tears will be forever wiped away, never to weep again, never to know sorrow any more. Oh! shall I be there? Shall I ever enjoy that rest which remains for the people of God? Yes, I feel that amid earth’s manifold disquietudes, its crosses and its losses, that I can with joy look forward toward that blessed hour when there shall be no more sin, and therefore no more sorrow. And when I think of that blessed time when God shall terminate the tears of a weeping world, my heart cries out, “Come Lord Jesus and come quickly.” Then every tear shall be wiped from every eye, and then may I be permitted to know all that is comprehended in the holy beatitude, How “blessed,” indeed, are “the pure in heart,” who are to “see God.”
CHARLES P. WHITFORD.
Berkshire, Vt., Jan. 25, 1873.