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LIFE'S CUP OF BLISS

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Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, Cal. · May 1, 1879

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 5, No. 18.

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LIFE'S CUP OF BLISS.

By Annie M. Beach

KNOW this, that when thou deem'st the cup Of bliss can hold no more, Some unseen hand will surely shake The shining goblet o'er, And the bright drops be gone for aye, That brought the heart to rapture nigh.
'T was never meant, that here the heart Should reach its perfect rest; 'T was never meant with tasting joy On earth we should be blest. There is another world than this, Where Fate ne'er shakes the cup of bliss.
It may be that the pure, bright drops, Which are denied us here, Shall fill our cup of happiness, In that celestial sphere, Where present, past, and future meet, Eternally in bliss complete.
'Tis well! for when we fondly deem That perfect bliss is given, How soon our sinful hearts are turned From the sweet dreams of Heaven We cherish in the darker days, When Fortune hides her genial rays!
Take, then, whate'er thy Father sends As only lent, not given; And say, these treasures are not mine, Till I have passed to Heaven. There he will give us perfect bliss; No cloud shall mar our happiness.
—Annie M. Beach.