THOUGHTS OF HEAVEN by L. D. Santee

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jun 11, 1901

THOUGHTS OF HEAVEN.

By L. D. Santee

ELDER L. D. SANTEE.

“I WILL come again, and receive you unto myself.” John 14: 3.

I take up my Bible, that message from heaven, And thoughtfully ponder the words that are there: The white robes of saints, and their sins all forgiven, And crowns that are starry, and homes that are fair.

I think of the faces and hearts that are tender, Of curls that lie lightly on foreheads of snow, Of eyes that beam soft, in their heavenly splendor, Of hearts that shall thrill, and of bosoms aglow.

I think of the price of that exquisite gladness,— Christ’s woe in the garden, His death on the tree,— And over my spirit a shade comes, of sadness: His death and His sufferings, all were for me, And humbly I pray that through Jesus’ merit My sins may be canceled, my errors forgiven, That I, as an heir, may the promise inherit, And dwell with the righteous, in yonder bright heaven.

My life is like others; ’tis, but the old story; My boat is adrift on time’s treacherous sea; But soft in the heavens there beameth a glory, A promise of welcome extended to me. The fogs from the waters are slowly uplifting, The sunshine of gladness shines bright on the shore, And soon shall I come to the end of my drifting, Where the tempests of trouble shall beat nevermore.