p. 5 | I LIST AWHILE by Harry Armstrong

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Oct 17, 1895

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 21, No. 41.

I LIST AWHILE.

By Harry Armstrong

BY HARRY ARMSTRONG.

I List awhile when earthly songs are ending, As loud the echo rings through heaven aglow, While angels bright, with harps and voices blending, Repeat the strains their ears have heard below; In gentler notes ’tis rendered more completely, With one accord aloud through heaven ’tis rung: It fills my heart with joy to hear so sweetly Our earthly songs by heavenly choirs sung.

I list awhile when I my weak petition Present before my Father’s throne above. I know it meets his smiling recognition, I hear a voice in tenderest tones of love— The Saviour’s voice, like richest music falling, Presents my plea amid a seraph throng, And from his throne I hear so sweetly calling An answer sweet to cheer my soul along.

I list awhile amid the great commotion, Where souls are daily sold for worldly gain, Where groaning earth alike with wailing ocean Is burdened with the blight of sin’s long reign; Far from the voice of thunder, loud repeating, I walk beneath my Saviour’s loving smile; And when I hear his still, small voice entreating ’Tis only when I stay and list awhile.