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

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 38, No. 46.

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My Saviour

By Lephia Bryant Larson

By Lephia Bryant Larson
Once He came; I shunned the meeting, His pleading eyes I would not see. Once He came and found no greeting — He the Man of Galilee.
The way grew dark as night before me, Storm-clouds hung low in my sky, Wild tempests broke in fury o’er me; But through it all, I saw His eye
Still shining gently, kindly on me, Tho I had walked so far away. “I will not leave thee nor forsake thee,” I heard my faithful Saviour say.
Such love! Such seeking! On He followed, O’er mountains high, through valleys dim, Until I knew I’d never be happy Unless I gave my life to Him.
Aberdeen, Washington.