SUFFERING HOURS

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 5, 1875

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 46, No. 6.

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SUFFERING HOURS.

Oh! how wearisome the waiting For the sweet delights of sleep, When, with languishing or sorrow, One must lonely vigils keep With the slowly passing moments Through the weary hours of night, Vainly wooing gentle slumber, Waiting for the morning light.
May we trust our Heavenly Father, To the great Redeemer live, Whether with fresh throbbing pulses, Which new life and vigor give, Or with drooping, fainting spirit, We await the Master's will; Those who labor for him serve him, Those who suffer serve him still.
Those who love and trust the Saviour, Though they languish, may rejoice As they listen to the accents Of his sweet, consoling voice, “Come, and cast thy burden on me; I have gladly borne for thee Deepest anguish in the garden, Keenest torture on the tree.
“Art thou pressed with care and sorrow? Man of sorrow have I been, Yielding up the joys of Heaven For a world enslaved to sin; To redeem thy soul from bondage I have dwelt on earth for thee; To a bright and blissful mansion, Come, then, trusting unto me.”
—Sel.