ALL THINGS NEW | AdventAI

Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, Cal. · Jul 28, 1881

"ALL THINGS NEW."

"And He that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new."

THERE'S shadow on earth's fairest light, Of human guilt and human tears; She gropes her way through realms of night, That once sang with the spheres. But not the sport of blinded chance, The heavenly record standeth true; She waits a full deliverance When God makes all things new.

The world is old with centuries, But not for these she bows her head; Close to her heart the sorrow lies— She holds so many dead! Bad discords mingle in her song, Tears fall upon her with the dew, The whole creation groans—How long Ere all shall be made new?

Yet brightly on her smiles the sun, A bounteous heaven delights to bless; Oh, what shall be that fairer one Wherein dwells righteousness? Oh, happy world! Oh, holy time! When wrong shall die and strife shall cease, And all the bells of heaven chime With melodies of peace.

No place shall be in that new earth For all that blights this universe; No evil taint the second birth— "There shall be no more curse." Ye broken-hearted, cease your moan, The day of promise dawns for you, For He who sits upon the throne Says, "I make all things new."

We mourn the dead, but they shall wake! The lost, but they shall be restored! Oh, well our human hearts might break Without that sacred word! Dim eyes look up, sad hearts rejoice, Seeing God's bow of promise through, At sound of that prophetic voice— "I will make all things new."

How long? The ages falter, dumb, As on the threshold of new birth; The nations pray, "Thy kingdom come"— "The new heavens and new earth." Earth turning, turning, nears that day, When all the angel-choirs anew Shall sing, "Old things are passed away," God hath made "all things new."