GOD'S WATCHMEN by Louise Bidwell

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Dec 26, 1900

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 26, No. 52.

GOD'S WATCHMEN.

By Louise Bidwell

THEY have appointed places, God's true watchmen in the tower, Waiting there with eager faces Day and night, and hour by hour. Then they wait and watch and listen, Tho the nights be dark and long; But they say the Master giveth In the night His sweetest song.

Thus He calms and soothes and comforts, Till with Him the spirit sings; And they almost see the angels, Hear the rustle of their wings. Weary watchers, hope and listen, The Physician draweth near; You may touch His healing garment, And His loving promise hear.

But remember, child, remember, Keep His lamp within thy hand; Keep it ever trimmed and burning, Ready thou for His command. Make thy garments white and holy; Keep thy spirit pure within. Love with love like His, unselfish. Guard thy life from secret sin.

But remember, still remember, Inasmuch as you receive Blessings through the lives of others, In their wounding He will grieve. Speak in gentleness and patience; Words are sharper than a sword. Study well His sweet example; Do and love as did thy Lord.

Put His garment on and wear it Till its graces are thine own, Till thy words and sweet expression Show His gentleness and tone. Love, O, Love as He is loving! Heaven will then begin below; All you've longed and hoped and prayed for You may feel and see and know.

Adams Centre, Wis. Louise Bidwell.