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THE FAITHFUL FRIEND

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 23, 1873

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 42, No. 15.

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THE FAITHFUL FRIEND.

When the cup of our pleasure is mingled with gall, And the tears of our anguish like raindrops descend, It is sweet to remember, and know through them all, There is still ever living a Saviour and Friend.
Though the skies may be darkened and stars be obscured, And the deep gloom of midnight encircle the heart, Yet we still in our sadness by Christ are assured, That the joy of his presence shall never depart.
When the wild waves were tossing the ship on the sea, And the tempest was sweeping, and danger was nigh, There was heard mid the waters of rough Galilee, Sweetest words of the Saviour, “Fear not, it is I!”
All along through the desert so barren and drear, When its sands are so scorching, and burdens oppress, He that walked in the furnace is felt to be near, Even there he is ready his loved ones to bless.
When we come to the river, the river of death, Though in weakness we shudder, yet Jesus is there; We can feel thrilling through us, his life-giving breath, And the hope that it wakens soon conquers despair.
Oh! soon, when we stand on that bright shining shore, Will the tears of our sorrow be all wiped away; And with storms and with tempests to trouble no more, We will walk in the light of the Lord as our day. —Sel.