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Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Mar 31, 1881

The Home Circle.

ROWING AGAINST THE TIDE.

It is easy to glide with the ripples Adown the stream of time, To flow with the course of the river, Like music to some old rhyme; But ah! it takes courage and patience Against its current to ride; And we must have strength from Heaven When rowing against the tide.

We may float on the river's surface While our oars scarce touch the stream, And visions of early glory On our dazzling sight may gleam; We forget that on before us The dashing torrents roar, And, while we are idly dreaming, Its waters will carry us o'er.

But a few—ah, would there were many!— Row up the "stream of life;" They struggle against its surges, And mind neither toil nor strife, Though weary and faint with labor, Singing triumphant, they ride; For Christ is the hero's Captain When rowing against the tide.

Far on through the hazy distance, Like a mist on a distant shore, They see the walls of a city, With its banner floating o'er. Seen through a glass so darkly They almost mistake their way; But faith throws light on their harbor, When darkness shuts out their day.

And shall we be one of that number Who mind no toil nor pain? Shall we mourn the loss of earthly joys When we have a crown to gain? Or shall we glide on with the river, With death at the end of our ride, While our brother, with Heaven before him, Is rowing against the tide?