p. 3 | DAYS OF TROUBLE by Clarence Santee

Pacific Press Publishing Company · OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA · Sep 26, 1900

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 26, No. 39.

DAYS OF TROUBLE.

By Clarence Santee

The storm clouds gather in the vaults above, And deep-toned thunders their dark caverns move. Their heaving motion tells of wind's mad strife; They call aloud for life, for human life.

The sea is lashing; white with angry foam, "Deep calleth unto deep," and answers come. Hark, hear their maddened tones, with dangers rife! They call aloud for life, for human life.

Old mother earth, who once, in love's embrace, Nursed in her bosom true the human race, Now heaving buries husband, child, and wife. She also calls for life, for human life.

But mightier still the voice that comes from far, Calling to arms, the gathering for war. The nations call, with cannon, drum, and fife; They loudly call for life, for human life.

They shall be satisfied, and drunk with gore; They'll fall into the pit, and reign no more. They staked their all, sad folly, such is life. They staked for life, but only human life.

But God will be, through storm and earthquake shock, "Jehovah-nissi" to His little flock, And from the "wrath of man" and nations' strife, He'll call to life, but blest eternal life. CLARENCE SANTEE. San Jose, Cal.