Ship Zion by A. E. Flint

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Feb 21, 1911

Ship Zion

By A. E. Flint

ALMOST six thousand years ago, On time's relentless, storm-swept sea, A ship, with sails spread high and low, Set voyage for eternity.

She launched out on the raging deep Fully equipped to breast the storm; The foam-capped billows o'er her sweep, She mounts their roll with steady form.

While batt'ling bravely on her way Where mountain waves would angry roll, From o'er her bow a beacon ray Would show ahead the nearing goal.

'Midst lethal lightning's blinding glares, And crashing thunder's deaf'ning roar, She stems the tide, and buoyant bears Her precious burden nearer shore.

Tho surging swells on every side Have fiercely beat her sea-worn prow, Yet, gallantly 'gainst wind and tide She almost touches haven now.

Long years she's braved the raging main Whose fury fain would her o'erwhelm; To chart and compass, true and plain, The Pilot guides with steady helm.

Then let the tossing billows roll And closely press her all around; The storm we'll smilingly defy With joyous shout, "We're homeward bound!"

Along the heavenly coast we spy The highland heights in grandeur rise Where scintillating wavelets vie With sunbeams in ethereal skies.

Soon she'll be anchored in the bay, Beneath the calm of heaven's dome, And tranquil rest through endless day Within the sheltered haven home.

Granger, Washington.