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MATURITY'S LULLABY

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA · Oct 11, 1899

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 25, No. 41.

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MATURITY'S LULLABY.

By Fred T. Elkin

SLEEP; yes, sleep in blest assurance, Curtain'd with the cloak of God; Angels with divine endurance Guard unseen and silence-shod. Sleep; 'tis not in vain He cradles Thee, the least within His plan; Sleeping, thou art peer to angels, Waking, thou art but of man.
Sleep; for day shall surely find thee, Pride of flesh itself assert, Chains of weighty sin shall bind thee, Wayward soul shall work its hurt. Sleep; for nightly dear compassion Taketh heart to touch the Lord. Sleep; day breaks in sterner fashion, Justice readeth from the Word.
Sleep; for day is swift in coming. Sleep; too soon is respite through; Angels heavenward must be homing, Purified in baths of blue. Hark! through morning's golden portal Strays the song so dear to them, Burden'd with the love immortal Of the Babe of Bethlehem.
Denver, Colo. FRED T. ELKIN.