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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 27, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 26.

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C. P. BOLLMAN

By C. P. Bollman

Matutinal

C. P. BOLLMAN

The morning dawns, the sun comes up, The dewdrop sparkles in the cup Of every gem-set flower full-blown; For night is gone, and darkness flown.
And so from each and every heart Shall doubt remove and fear depart Where shines that matchless, radiant light, The love of God that brings delight.
To every trusting, contrite heart That welcomes Christ, bids sin depart, God's saving truth's a jewel bright That shines with more than borrowed light.
Then shall we not each morning raise Our hearts to him in grateful praise? To him let us glad matins bring, And praise aloud our Saviour King.
He came from heaven to earth to live A perfect life that he might give To members of a sinful race The privilege to see his face And ever dwell with him.
Takoma Park, D. C.