CHRIST COMETH by F. W. H. Myers

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jan 22, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 12.

CHRIST COMETH.

By F. W. H. Myers

SURELY He cometh, and a thousand voices Shout to the saints but to the deaf are dumb; Surely He cometh, and the earth rejoices, Glad in His coming who hath sworn, I come.

This hath He done, and shall we not adore Him? This shall He do, and can we still despair? Come, let us quickly fling ourselves before Him, Cast at His feet the burden of our care,

Flash from our eyes the glow of our thanksgiving, Glad and regretful, confident and calm, Then thro' all life and what is after living Thrill to the tireless music of a psalm. —F. W. H. Myers.