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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 5, 1872

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 40, No. 21.

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THE LORD'S HIGHWAY.

By Elmira O. Davis

“There is a path which no fowl knoweth, and which the vulture's eye hath not seen: the lion's whelps have not trodden it.”
THERE is a path no vulture's eye hath seen, Nor lion's whelp hath ever walked therein; Nor world's foot hath pressed the holy soil. None but God's ransomed ones shall tread The bright highway that leads to Zion's hill. This shining road is cast above The dark death-damps of earth; Above its noise and strife, Its perils and its pain, And pestilential breath. These inhale life and strength Through breezes borne from yonder mount, Where immortality begins to flow. Through all its boundless realms, Its limpid streams bear healing in their flow. Its fountains gush with everlasting life. Its fadeless verdure whispers low, “No blight shall mar our loveliness.” The little birds in warbling, sing, “We live forever here. No archer in our bowers, to take The fatal aim, and bring us low.” Life! life eternal! comes in every breath; It beats in every pulse. Who walks the King's highway, However weak, or frail, however faint, he be, Or lame, or deaf, or sick, or blind, be he, Will glow with strength and vigor. There, As a young roe, the lame shall leap; The blind unclose their eyes, the deaf shall hear, The stammering tongue be loosed, To sing God's praises through eternal life. Those humble ones of earth, Who'er struggling on their toilsome way, Shall bask, ere long, beside the cooling fount; And eat the fruit plucked from life's healing tree; Whose leaves shall all their maladies relieve, And health and immortality restore. Oh, wondrous love! that could devise a plan, To save lost man, and bring thy ransomed ones To their lost home once more. No ravenous beast, nor serpent vile, nor unclean bird Shall find thy bowers, O Eden! None, none but God's redeemed shall, singing, unto Zion come With everlasting joy upon their heads.
ELMIRA O. DAVIS.
Battle Creek, Mich.