Lo He Comes!

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · May 13, 1908

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 34, No. 20.

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Lo He Comes!

By C. M. Snow.
THRU the twilight, thru the gloaming, Of the swiftly passing day, God is flashing to the nations Signals of the coming fray. Men may read it in the judgments That are falling on the world For the deeds that quench the Spirit, Where Sin's banners are unfurled.
They may read it in the reckless Race for riches, place, and fame, While the racers crush the helpless In their Mammon-maddened game. It is written in the records Of the strivings of the soul That has bartered all of heaven For a gilded, crumbling goal.
Weary wasting, wanton wooing, Deep conspiracies of fraud, Can not still the mighty chorus That is crying up to God. Faithful witness is not wanting— God's own angels testify Of the deeds the strong are doing, Who God's holy law defy.
God is waiting, sternly waiting, Justly balancing the scale; And no power of man's devising 'Gainst that justice can prevail. Sure as shines the sun above us; Sure as rivers seek the sea; God will soon declare, "'Tis finished— Time is now eternity."
Heed, ye careless! Heed the warning God is flashing forth to-day! Earth and heaven are loudly telling That our God will not delay. He is coming, say the prophets— Shout it till the welkin rings! He is coming—earth declares it— Lord of Lords and King of Kings!