THE ADVENT

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 6, 1901

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 78, No. 32.

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THE ADVENT.

ELDER L. D. SANTEE.
“The coming of the Lord draweth nigh.” James 5:8.
Christ’s coming, my soul is so filled with, I tell to the world’s busy throng; The sweet hope my spirit is thrilled with, ’Tis the theme of my song.
From many a home has been taken My friends, when the dear lips were dumb; But the trumpet of God shall awaken, When Jesus shall come.
He will come as a King in His splendor, He will come as a King on His throne, While the angels with love, warm and tender, Will gather His own, And take to the city all golden, The glorified ones that arise; By the glory of God they’re enfolden In heaven’s bright skies.
Do you wonder I pray? and I dream of That city of splendor untold, And I’m glad I shall soon catch the gleam of The pavements of gold. And the love that my heart has no speech for, Is the love of my heavenly home, That with untold desire I reach for, Till Jesus shall come.
While here upon earth, I endeavor To hold up the Christ of the cross; For the life that endureth forever, All earth is but loss. I seem as a stranger belated, And I wait for the welcome of home, My heart with a faith unabated, Sings, Jesus will come.