WHO FEARS THE SAVIOUR’S RETURNING?
By L. D. Santee
Who has fear of the Saviour’s returning?
Or to rest on the bright, shining shore,
Where the sad and the restless yearning
Of the soul will be left nevermore?
Aye, felt nevermore, no, never,
While the years of Jehovah shall roll,
But a heaven of joy be forever
The happy birthright of the soul. Who has fear of the Saviour’s returning? —
None but the sinful in mind,
Who the offers of mercy are spurning,
And leaving their hopes all behind;
Yea, spurning all heavenly providence,
Their barks through the tempest are hurled,
Without compass, knowledge, or guidance,
On the stormy sea of the world. Who has fear of the Saviour’s returning? —
Those only who sin against God,
Who shall suffer the anguish and burning,
When the “wine press” of wrath has been trod;
Who scoff at the signs of His coming,
And yield to each sinful desire;
Who sow to the flesh in the springtime,
And reap the sad harvest of fire.