CONSOLATION by R. A. Gilstrap

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Nov 25, 1897

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 23, No. 46.

CONSOLATION.

By R. A. Gilstrap

WHEN the storm-clouds seem to gather In the sky, And the hopes we fondly cherished Droop and die, Then the angels up in heaven, Looking down, Go prepare for each one constant Golden crown.

For the tears that now are falling By and by Shall be diamonds, crowns bedecking In the sky.

O, there's always silver lining To the cloud, And the sun will soon be shining To the bowed.

So if thou art sad and weary, Wishing rest, Just forget the cloud has dreary, Darkened crest; Just look up a little higher, For a view Of the Father, drawing nighter, Ope's to you.

R. A. GILSTRAP. Coalinga, Cal.