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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 12, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 37.

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Naught but Heaven

By Worthie Harris Holden

WORTHIE HARRIS HOLDEN
THERE is nothing certain but heaven; But that is so sure, we know, That it anchors our cable securely While we climb from the depths below; And we forward our every treasure For safety deposit there, And enter our names for enrolment On its citizens' record fair.
There is nothing more worthy of study Than the glorious theme of the cross; It exceeds all our highest ambitions, Embracing all knowledge but dross; It inspires our noblest service 'Neath the sign of Immanuel,' Fore'er in the circle of ages Its marvelous triumph to tell.
There is nothing tranquil but heaven; So we center affections above, In storms or the heat of the desert Sustained through the might of his love. Its solace alone can deliver Mid the thickening conflict abroad, For its peace is forever a river That flows from the city of God.
Portland, Oregon.