A GLIMPSE OF NATURE

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 25, 1877

A GLIMPSE OF NATURE.

Thank God for the silver moon in heaven, And for her track of light Athwart the ocean's darkened breast, And athwart the hush of night; Thank God for the holy sunrise calms, For the scarlet sunset's glow, For each tender tint That doth glance and glint On the answering sea below.

Thank God for the towers of purple cloud, As they catch morn's ruby light, For that fore-glow, and eve's after-glow That wanes into the night: These lift our hearts above the earth, Heaven's gates ajar we see; And if such the palace door— When we pass the threshold o'er, What will the Presence be!

But not yet we list the angels' psalms: Refreshed in heart and brain, We turn from lights and shades and calms, To the City's bounds again. In the work-day world the Master waits, That his sheep which are lost we win From the sin and the strife Of their outcast life— He waits that we bring them in.

—Missing Link Magazine.