Treasures in Heaven by L. D. Santee

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jul 28, 1914

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 41, No. 29.

Treasures in Heaven

By L. D. Santee

By L. D. SANTEE

"But then shall I know even as also I am known."

There is a thought that banishes my sadness, When all the busy cares of day have fled,— That all the resurrected friends in gladness, Called from the silence of their dusty bed, Shall be the same when I again behold them, The same when I shall greet them by and by, The same when once again my arms enfold them, And with them journey to our home on high;

That in the wondrous change to the immortal, They are not lost to those who held them dear, But after we have passed through heaven's portal, We'll know them there as we have known them here, The same fond eyes, though void of every sorrow, The same true heart, though free from every pain. My spirit thrills that on some glorious morrow, My loved ones I shall recognize again.

God will not take the ones who'll walk in glory, And make them strangers in the world above. 'Twould dim the sweetness of the wondrous story, Did we not know the friends that here we love. But when we're fashioned like unto the angels, And worship at Jehovah's shining throne, We'll raise a loud, a thrilling, sweet evangel, To feel that there we'll know as we are known.