The Meeting Place by Bonar.

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D.C. · Mar 29, 1906

The Meeting Place

By Bonar.

“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 flower shall freshen— Freshen never more to fade; Where the shaded sky shall brighten— Brighten never more to shade; Where the sun-blaze never scorches, Where the star-beams 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 of joy prolong; Where the daylight dies in fragrance, ’Midst 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 no bond is ever severed, Partings, claspings, sob, and moan, 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 a blasted world shall brighten Underneath a bluer sphere, And a softer, gentler sunshine Shed its healing splendor here; Where earth’s barren vales shall blossom, Putting on their robe 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.

—Bonar.