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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 10, 1861

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 18, No. 15.

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THE LAST TIME.

By M. F. Tupper

ANOTHER year! another year! Who dare depend on other years? The judgment of this world is near, And all its children faint for fears: Famine, pestilence and war, Mix with praises, prayers and tears, Civil strife and social jar, Spurn'd by pen and stirr'd by sword, Herald Him who comes from far, In Elijah's fiery car— Our own returning Lord.
Look around—the nations quail! All the elements of ill Crowd like locusts on the gale, And the dark horizon fill: Woe to earth and all her seed, Woe, they run to ruin still:— He that runneth well may read Texts of truth the times afford, How in earth's extremest need Cometh, cometh soon indeed, Our own redeeming Lord!
Lo, the marvels passing strange Ev'ry teeming hour brings Daily turns with sudden change The kaleidoscope of things: But the Ruler just and wise, Orders all as King of kings— Hark! His thunder shakes the skies; Lo! His vials are outpoured! Earth in bitter travail lies, And creation groans and cries For our expected Lord!
Stand in courage, stand in faith! Tremble not as others may; He that conquers hell and death Is the friend of those who pray, And in this world's destined woe He will save his own alway From the furnace trial's glow— Till the harvest all is stored, Rescued from each earthly foe, And the terrible ones below, By our avenging Lord!
Yea, come quickly! Saviour, come; Take us to thy glorious rest; All thy children yearn for home, Home, the haven of thy breast. Help with instant gracious aid! That in just assurance blest We may watch—nor feel afraid, Ev'ry warning in thy word, Signs and tokens all arrayed, In proof of that for which we prayed, The coming of the Lord.—M. F. Tupper.