Arise! Arise! Arise! by Mrs. Edna Dotson Crabbe

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jun 21, 1910

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 37, No. 24.

Arise! Arise! Arise!

By Mrs. Edna Dotson Crabbe

ARISE! O remnant of Israel's host, arise! Our High Priest watches from the skies. Soon God will send His Son in splendor grand, And justice mete to all in ev'ry land. To those who death deserve, and those who life, To those who peace have wrought, and those who strife; As our work has been, will we rewarded be When the eyes of man shall God's great glory see.

Arise! Arise! Enter the vast and needy field! The harvest now her ripened fruit doth yield. Need God's hand write a warning message dire Across the sky, in letters touched with fire, Ere we with willing hands go out to gather in From 'mong the tares the sheaves of ripened grain? O, warn the souls who wait a sign from God, Who've underfoot "the last great message" trod.

Arise! Arise! The night is now far gone! Make haste to speed the heavenly message on! Unbind despairing souls who've been ensnared In nets by Satan's subtlety prepared. So cunningly does he devise and plan, With many ways and schemes deceiving man. O, then arise! the Gospel tiding bear! Destruction fast is coming! O, beware!

Arise! Arise! Proclaim the truth afar! Be not dismayed; the way no one can bar; For Christ will give us strength to bear and win, To triumph over Satan and all sin. And when at last the battle here is won, We'll hear the voice of Jesus say, "Well done;" And with our Lord we'll enter into joy Which sin can never, never more destroy.