A SINGING HEART by Frances E. Bolton

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, Cal. · Jul 4, 1906

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 32, No. 26.

A SINGING HEART.

By Frances E. Bolton

"Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savor of His knowledge by us in every place." 2 Cor. 2: 14. "More gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me." 2 Cor. 12: 9.

HOWEVER dark may be the day, However long the night, And whether it be bloom of May, Or chill of winter white, The soul may have fair atmosphere, Through Faith's celestial art, And Nature sings a song of cheer, With every singing heart.

However sad may be the way, However lone the hour, Or whether it be thongs of day, Or silent prison tower, To him who triumphs in the truth, In Love's eternal part, Ah! he shall revel as in youth, And have a singing heart.

However death may sore bereave, Or hate and envy win, Or malice round her webs enweave, To bind and kill thee in, O, yet the hour of triumph's there To cast aside each dart, And angels to the voice of prayer Shall give the singing heart.

Should death itself upon thee fall For righteousness and love; It need not come to sore appal, But open Heaven above; Like Stephen with an angel's face, Like Christ who died apart, Thou'lt know the glory of the grace That gives the singing heart.

The grave itself that makes thy bed Shall not have chains to hold; For Love arises from the dead, Immortal from the mold. Celestial from the very sod Transfigured thou shalt be, To dwell forevermore with God, To sing eternally. FRANCES E. BOLTON.