IN THAT GLAD DAY, by Mrs. William Jones

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 12, 1876

“IN THAT GLAD DAY,”

By Mrs. William Jones

There is a hope more sweet than life, That comes to soothe our sorrowing heart; It is the blessed promise given, We meet “to-morrow”—ne’er to part. Not in the morrow of our days, But in the resurrection morn, When in the light of Heaven’s rays, We seek our loved, our lost, and gone.

But then, Our Saviour, blessed King! Will be our first glad, joyous cry; I sometimes think e’en friends of kin Will fail to catch a loving eye. In that glad day our all of love Will find its complement in him; And all our anxious thoughts will be, To hasten to be near our King.

And he who trod so long ago Upon the shores of Galilee, Will he not then one glance bestow On those who long his face to see? Ah, blessed Saviour! well we know That all thy followers then will gain A loving look, a welcome too, To cheer them for their grief and pain.

Yes: sweetest joy, the King looks down, And lost in wonder at the sight, We gaze on him—on him alone— Our grief is lost in Heaven’s light. The one great theme of all our thoughts, The one sweet joy, for all our pains, The endless songs, the endless shouts, Will be for joy that Jesus reigns

MRS. WILLIAM JONES.

Fond du Lac, Wis.