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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 28, 1867

HYMN OF TRUST.

By A. J. Marsh

Lonely pilgrim, cease thy weeping, Christ our Saviour now is near; Soon his ministrations endeth, And in glory he'll appear.

Hear you not the distant rumbling Of the earthquake's doleful sound? While the stars from heaven have fallen; And the signs are thickening round.

See you not the sad commotion Which forebodes the conflict near? How the seas and waves are roaring? How men's hearts now fall with fear?

See you not the fig-trees leaving, While the watchmen loudly say, Up, in haste, and make you ready, For the great decisive day?

Don't you hear the message sounding? Don't you hear the gathering call? Come ye out my chosen people, E'er the plagues begin to fall?

Yes, I see the blessed tokens, And I hear the pilgrim say, For my Jesus I am waiting, Come, O come, without delay.

A. J. MARSH.

Tuscarora Co., N. Y.