“AND THERE SHALL BE NO NIGHT THERE.”
By I. S. Olive
[Lines written on seeing a picture of the “New Jerusalem.”] O lovely land of beauty! O glorious land of light!
In which is seen no darkness, to which there comes
no night;
O city so enchanting! O tree of life so fair!
O gates of pearly whiteness! shall we thy glories
share? O wall of stones most precious whose radiance ne’er
shall pale,
O streets with golden pavements, whose brightness
ne’er shall fail,
O waters of that river proceeding from God’s throne,
O place of joy and gladness, in which is heard no
moan, Where pain, or grief, or sickness shall trouble us no
more,
Where tears, and fears, and partings eternally are
o’er!
No sunlight there is needed: the Lord his light bestows;
No moon to rule the night, for there God’s glory
flows In streams of light unceasing. The gates are open
wide;
Glory and honor enter, and evermore abide.
O home of joy and gladness! O city out of sight!
We see by faith thy beauty; we long for thy pure
light. Father, whose love so boundless permits an entrance
there,
Saviour, whose care so precious those mansions shall
prepare,
Look down on one so erring, who strives thy law to
keep,
Who often fails and falters, who often waits to weep. Help, gracious Lord, the weakness of one who mourning waits,
And grant to me an entrance through those fair
pearly gates.
May all who love thy statutes obtain admittance
there,
And find a home of rapture within that city fair. Prescott, Wis., July 17, 1878. I. S. OLIVE.