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SABBATH EVENING REFLECTIONS

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Nov 10, 1898

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 24, No. 45.

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SABBATH EVENING REFLECTIONS.

By Louise Bidwell

When the evening shadows lengthen, And the peace of day’s no more, I sit in the purple twilight And count my blessings o’er.
His loving voice still calls me, When so oft I’ve gone astray; His gentle hand has led me Through this blessed Sabbath day.
He gives me food and raiment, And I know His tender care; He gives no tasks or trials I am too weak to bear.
More fair than the beautiful sunshine To light this sin-cursed earth, I behold that bright light gleaming That dawned at the Saviour’s birth.
And of all the countless blessings, Bestowed so full and free, The one I count the chiefest Is the Word of God to me.
Louise Bidwell.
Adams Center, Wis.