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GOD SHALL BE MY TRUST

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Mar 1, 1899

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 25, No. 9.

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GOD SHALL BE MY TRUST.

By Mrs. Alice M. Avery Harper

WHEN o'er my brow the evening shades are falling, And dreary storms unceasing round me blow, Then, may I hear the voice of God still calling Where He would have me go.
In that glad home my footsteps shall be pleasant, For nothing there shall in that land decay, And Christ shall be my helper ever present, My portion and my stay.
Then when the sands of life above me drifting Shall shut me from the peaceful, sacred light, May floods of sunshine, with their rays uplifting, Burst on my clouded night.
And may I feel my Father's blessed Spirit Forever calming all my troubled fears, Altho no sacred gift, no boon I merit In this sad world of tears.
O, grant me, Lord, a place among those mansions, A shade and shelter in that goodly land Among those living fields of green expansions Alway at Thy right hand!
When o'er my heart earth's heavy clouds are stealing, Then, I would breathe to heaven a contrite prayer, And long for Thy dear presence, ever healing My troubled life from care.
When all my earthly days at last are numbered, May I behold, O Christ, Thy loving face! Thus freed from earth, and all things that encum- bered, I'll rest in Thine embrace. MRS. ALICE M. AVERY HARPER. Laingsburg, Mich.