In the Lions' Lair by Delwin Rees Buckner

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Dec 5, 1911

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 38, No. 48.

In the Lions' Lair

By Delwin Rees Buckner

By Delwin Rees Buckner

The hush of death stagnates the sluggish air, Save only where low-crouching lions file Their palsied claws upon a pallid pile Of sightless skulls, made spectral by the stare Of their infuriated eyes, that flare A hectic flush throughout the den meanwhile Their nervous nostrils vomit vapor, vile As steam from some volcano, burned and bare. Here, 'mid bloodthirsty, fierce-fanged beasts, that fight For flinching flesh, on bald bones, ivoried By their cruel, crunching teeth, can Daniel kneel, Entangled in the tentacles of night, And pray the prayer that puny men forbid, Which God can with His pleased approval seal.

Isla de San Andrés, Colombia.