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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Feb 24, 1904

RESTITUTION.

By L. D. Santee

BY L. D. SANTEE.

“Behold, I make all things new.” Rev. 21:5.

THERE is a promise of a future gladness, That slumbers in the bosom of the flowers, That softens all time’s weary years of sadness, And lightens all grief’s dark and bitter hours. That promise broodeth over all creation,— O’er sweet green pastures strewn with pearly dew,— That Christ shall come, and in the restoration, Clothe all with glory, and “make all things new.”

In evening sunsets, with their purple shadows, Is felt a language uttered not in speech, In solemn forests, and in grand old meadows, And where the mountains high their crests upreach; And mighty oceans, in their waters swelling, Breathe the glad prophecy, believed by few, The promise that through nature’s heart is welling,— The Saviour cometh, to “make all things new.”

Seas, with uplifted hands repeat the story, And plead the hastening of that longed-for day, Voicing her prayer, with sound of billows hoary, Come, Thou long-loved, resume Thy royal sway; Come to the earth that groans in sin and sorrow, Come with Thine angels, in the skies of blue, Come, usher in the wondrous glad to-morrow, Come, O Deliverer, and “make all things new.”