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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Nov 21, 1892

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 3.

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TRUTH.

By Eliza H. Morton

E'EN like a tree that never sheds its leaves Is truth. It stands the same, unmoved by frosts Or heat. It ne'er grows old with passing years. It is a blossom sweet that blooms for all And sheds its perfume o'er a world of sin. It is a treasure richer than the gold Of Ophir's mines. It is a shining chain 'Twixt earth and heaven, uniting hearts below With the Great Heart above. It is divine, And yet within the reach of mortal man.
Oh, seek it then! In every field of earth Make search. Amongst your friends, amongst your foes, And in the lands beyond the sea make search. And welcome when 'tis found,—the truth. Oh, let It have a place within your heart! Heed not What fingers penned, what lips proclaim, or where You found the treasure sought. The truth is what You want, for that alone can give you joy.
Think not because some buds your hands have culled, Some glittering gems by you been found, that all The truth is yours. Not till that shining chain Draws earth to heaven, and all below becomes The Paradise of God, will you behold The links of that fair bond, and even then Eternal ages on and on will roll And truth keep pouring at your feet The wealth that God has still in store.
North Deering, Maine.