Egypt by Ina Uno | AdventAI

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Aug 27, 1912

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 39, No. 33.

Egypt

By Ina Uno

By Ina Uno

Lone, weary waste, whose dull gray sameness greets the eye, Aged land of mystery and nigh forgotten power, Who, musing on thy mighty grandeur long passed by, Can doubt a lifetime in earth's span is but an hour?

Once home of Pharaoh, who could dare defy the hand Of Him who formed the universe from empty void, Yet heard the cry for succor in thy troubled land, And interposed His will e'er Israel was destroyed;

Proud land of poverty and latent wealth untold, The old, new story comes to-day once more to thee; It offers thee a treasure that the purest gold Can never buy, and yet that treasure rare is free.

Rejoice, thou dust-worn empire of a bygone day! Be glad, and welcome in thy coming King divine! A thousand portents, spread along life's weary way, Foretell the dawning of His crowning day sublime.