p. 1 | SHALL WE MEET by S. Gould

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jun 19, 1856

SHALL WE MEET.

By S. Gould

SHALL I meet thee, my brother, in Eden restored To purity, loveliness, beauty and bloom? Where God and the Lamb shall be ever adored, And joyfulness flourish, unsullied by gloom?

Shall I meet thee, my sister, where sorrow and crying And pain cannot enter, and death shall not be? Not a pang e'er be felt, no drooping, no sighing, Where all are immortal, and happy, and free.

Oh! shall we meet? though our lot it may be, To pass through the portals, of death's dark abode? How cheering the promise, the saints will be free, And joyfully reign in the City of God.

Yes, we will be there, through the Master's rich grace! My brother, my sister, be this thy resolve! Oh! think of the bliss, to behold his bright face, While Eternity's age shall its cycles revolve?

A season of sorrow—and joy shall awake! A strife brief and noble—and conquest is won! Would'st thou of the rest of the righteous partake? Then, brother, with zeal, to the end labor on.

Enduring the cross, and despising the shame, My brother, my sister, like Christ let us be! The crown keep in view, and in Jesus' name, The end of the conflict in glory we'll see.

S. GOULD. Randolph, Vt.