Our Time Must Come

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 9, 1872

Our Time Must Come.

Generation after generation, said a fine writer, have felt as we now feel, and their lives were active as our own. They passed like vapor, while nature wore the same aspect of beauty as when her Creator commanded her to be. The heavens shall be as bright over our graves as they are around our path. Yet a little while and all will have happened. The throbbing heart will be stilled and we shall be at rest. Our funeral will find its way, and prayers will be said, and then we shall be left alone in silence and darkness for the worms. And it may be a short time we shall be spoken of, but the things of life will creep in, and our names will soon be forgotten. Days will continue to move on, and song and laughter will be heard in the room in which we died; and the eye which mourned for us will be dried and glisten again with joy, and even our children will cease to think of us, and