HEAVEN by L. D. Santee

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 10, 1904

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 30, No. 32.

HEAVEN

By L. D. Santee

BY L. D. SANTEE.

“Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him.” 1 Cor. 2:9.

A SENSE of the life that is endless; Each nerve of the spirit at rest; To feel that no more we are friendless; But a satisfied peace in the breast; To forget how the grave has bereft us; To know that the years can not cloy; To greet the dear friends who have left us, With the passionate fulness of joy;

To list to the music of angels; To rejoice and be glad in our day; To join in the wondrous evangel; That ascends to the highest for aye; To feel all the gladness of heaven; To thrill at His life-giving word; To know, that to you it is given To enter the joy of the Lord.

Thank God, that the hour is nearing (Tho sometimes our faith groweth dim), The hour of the Saviour’s appearing, To gather the children to Him. Why shrink from the cross that is given, Why dread all earth’s sorrows to face, As long as the Saviour, and heaven, Await at the end of the race?