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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 31, 1878

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 52, No. 18.

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SOON

By L. D. Santee

Soon shall we be beyond earth's wasting fever, Soon, soon repose in endless joy and rest; Our wandering done, our warfare ceased forever, Resting in peace upon the Saviour's breast.
Across the rocky waste, o'er hills so dreary, We journey on with garments soiled and torn; Our sorrows many, and our joys but cheary,— A rainbow wreathed upon the brow of storm.
Long have we wandered on in gloom and sadness, With weary feet we've trod life's devious ways; But soon with joyful hearts and full of gladness We'll greet the coming King with songs of praise.
Since morning light we've scattered seed with weeping, Patient we've toiled beneath the glare of noon; But deepening shadows o'er the earth are creeping, The night is coming, and the darkness soon.
Soon shall we pass beyond the time of weeping; Soon shall we bid adieu to all earth's wrong; Soon shall we greet the saints who now are sleeping, And tears be followed by the victor's song.
Then let us toil one little moment longer, Bring to our careworn features hope's glad smile; Oh! let our confidence and hope grow stronger, Jesus is coming in a little while.
Welcome, then, pain, and toil, and tribulation, Each coming evening brings us nearer home; Let each day witness deeper consecration, For crowns are given when the Lord shall come.
L. D. SANTEE.