A SAFE RETREAT by Mrs. J. B. Goldsborough

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Dec 24, 1896

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 22, No. 51.

A SAFE RETREAT.

By Mrs. J. B. Goldsborough

BY MRS. J. B. GOLDSBOROUGH.

THERE is a place we may enter, and shut to the door, Where the world and its burden can worry no more; All sadness and sorrow that weigh on the heart Will vanish like mists and quickly depart; All omens of ill lose their grim threat'ning form, For there is safety and peace and shelter from storm. 'Tis the place we unburden the sins that oppress, And pillow our head on Christ's loving breast.

There the prayer and the promise are blended in one If the words on our lips are: "Thy will, Lord, be done;" In those hours of communion with God's living Son The world is shut out, and heaven has come.

Earth's sneers and its errors lose their hold and their power; His presence makes holy and sacred the hour; Bright angels stand awed when heaven bows down, And mortals, with God, in communion are found.

Doubt, folly, and vice the soul can not reach Who trusts in his word and his Spirit to teach; When the will of a mortal is willed to the Lord, Then love, peace and faith are in sweetest accord.

Let us ask for his mercy and strength every day, Let us enter our closet and kneel down and pray. The "holy of holies" is the light of his face,— There is fulness of strength, and fulness of grace. Minneapolis, Minn.