p. 39 | The Saviour

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 13, 1874

The Saviour.

I have just been reading the life of our Saviour. From his birth until his ascension, it was all purity and devotion. I have read his many noble miracles, his acts of love and compassion to this sinful world. He gave his life for us, that we through him might be saved. How could they crucify him—our blessed Redeemer? But even while hanging upon the cross, he said, Father, forgive them, they know not what they do. Oh, such love! how beautiful! how touching! Father, forgive them. Who can help loving, nay, worshiping, him?

He is coming back again soon, yes, very soon. He is coming to reign on the earth, nevermore to be separated from those who love him, and are looking and longing for his appearing. And yet we should not be impatient. Each one of us has dear ones to be saved. It is dreadful to think there will be one soul lost. Oh! that every sinner, wandering from the fold, would turn to Jesus now, while it is the accepted time; soon it will be forever too late. Sinners, turn. Why will ye die? Just think of the glory hereafter, a crown of life that can never be taken from you. What are all earth's allurements compared to a home with Christ? There will be no more sin or sorrow there. Our tears will all be wiped away. There will be no more death. Is not such a home worth striving for?

Come close, dear Saviour, let me feel Thy hand upon my brow; And I will gladly welcome thee; O come, dear Saviour, now.

Long hours I've tossed upon my bed, My body racked with pain; But willingly I'd suffer, Lord, To have thy smiles again.

Ah! now I know that thou art near, And o'er my couch dost bend; Thou ever comest to me, Lord, When prayers to thee ascend.

Soon thou wilt come no more to part With thy dear children here, Thy promises are always sure, Then wherefore should we fear?