Alone With God by Worthie Harris Holden

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Dec 6, 1906

Alone With God

By Worthie Harris Holden

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN

Commune with thine own soul, O traveler, And feel the pulses of thy conscience beat Its rhythmic measure to thy confidence, Alone, apart, or in the crowded street.

For e’en amid the bustle and the stir Thou mayest still be all alone with God, Conversing with thy soul to learn anew Its hidden motives, naked to thy Lord.

For weighed within His scale omniscient, now No veil enshrouds the secrets of thy life; Eternity hangs in the balances, And life and death are dueled in the strife.

Forgotten be earth’s praises or its frown, Forgotten all thy pretenses or fears; And know thou in the silence of thy soul How reads thy record in the Court of Years.

And if thou findest there one sullied spot, One jealous thought, one act yet unforgiven, Let not a moment pass ere thou hast known The gracious pardon of thy Judge in heaven.

Portland, Ore.