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The Weak Things

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park, Washington, D. C. · Jun 6, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 23.

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The Weak Things

By Elizabeth Mac Hugh

ELIZABETH MAC HUGH
God takes the tiny grains of sand To stop the mighty ocean waves, So proud and crested, tossing high; Hence when they reach the sands, they die. His voice gave forth the sound; They can not pass the bound: On ev'ry shore they ceaseless break, And prove the power of him who saves.
Thus Satan came to our world, And in great waves his wrath is hurled, In ev'ry nation, land, and sea, On those who'll not with him agree: The faithful, tried, and meek, And those considered weak, God lifts by them his sword—the Word, The Spirit's standard—'gainst this flood.
The ocean, calm or angry waves, Th' resisting sands it always laves; So they who stand 'gainst Satan's power, The waves break round them in that hour. Then as the waves recede, Who stands is tried indeed; He sees things all unseen before, And with new vision leaves that shore.
Greenville, S. C.