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THE LAST DAY

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 30, 1876

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 48, No. 22.

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THE LAST DAY.

By Eliza H. Morton

Thick and dark the heavens seem, Never a ray of light; Earth is robed in deepest gloom, Black as the blackest night.
Mercy has fled; hope is gone; Christ intercedes no more. He that's filthy must so remain, Probation now is o'er.
Awful gloom and deep despair Fill sinners' hearts with fear. All eyes to heaven upturned, Behold the sign appear.
Oh! the cloud of fleecy white, Seen all o'er the land! Oh! the glory and the light Of that angelic band!
Oh! the city of our king, Bright with jewels rare! Oh! the crowns and dazzling robes That the ransomed wear!
Oh! to feel a Saviour's smile, To hear him whisper come! Evermore to be at rest In an Eternal Home!
ELIZA H. MORTON.
Allen's Corner, Me.