p. 50 | FAITH by Gettie W. Davis

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 28, 1873

FAITH

By Gettie W. Davis

Faith lifts the cloud that vails our mortal sight, And bids us look beyond this land of tears, This weary pilgrimage of pain and woe, E'en to the peaceful realms of paradise. And as we upward gaze with faith's clear eye, We feel upon our brows the cooling breeze; We bask in fields of living green, beside The crystal stream that flows by life's fair tree. Sweet strains of music fall upon the ear, And waken in our hearts a glad response, And earthly cares and sorrows fade away Before the glorious antepast of Heaven. Less cruel seem the thorns that pierce our feet, And lighter are the burdens that we bear; Gladly we bow beneath the cross, and walk The straight and narrow way that leads to God, Cheering our hearts with songs of holy joy. Christian, arise, and gird thine armor on, Let faith thy guiding pole-star be, put thou Thy trust in God, and in his living word, And safely thou shalt ride above the flood, The tempest, and the storm, and when at last Life's battles all are o'er, and victory Is thine, serenely then thy bark shall glide Into the haven of eternal rest.

GETTIE W. DAVIS.

Battle Creek, Mich.