I SHALL BE SATISFIED by Louise Bidwell

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Dec 12, 1900

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 26, No. 50.

I SHALL BE SATISFIED.

By Louise Bidwell

THE work of the day is ended, Its trials and duties done, And I watch in the western heavens The gleams of the setting sun; And my heart is hot and restless, And its longings been denied, And I've missed the offered blessing. How can I be satisfied?

I look on the glowing heavens; There is written, "God is love," Till within my heart there stealeth The peace of heaven above. By faith beyond the mountains I see the "crystal sea;" And beside it the beautiful city, So far, yet so near to me.

There bloom the beautiful flowers With the fragrance of heaven sweet; There gleam the many mansions, And the shining golden street. I rest in the cooling shadows Of the tree with healing rife, That grows by the life-fraught river, The beautiful "river of life."

With glittering crowns and golden, There gather the white-robed throng, And they sing the story olden, The glad redemption song. I gaze on the face of the Ruler, My Saviour, my Light, my All, The King, Creator eternal, Yet notes He a sparrow's fall.

Sometime, when life's work is ended, The task He has given is done, I shall see in the eastern heavens A glory more bright than the sun; Then will fall o'er my restless spirit A hush, eternal and sweet; I shall cross the beautiful river, And sit at the Master's feet.

Adams Center, Wis. LOUISE BIDWELL.