Low in the Vale by E. W. Darling

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 21, 1862

Low in the Vale.

By E. W. Darling

Low in the vale of affliction I bow, Troubles and sorrows environ me now, Rugged the path I have chosen to tread, Gone are its charms, its enjoyments are fled, All that remains is a desert highway, Sternly forbidding my footsteps to stray.

Dream not, my soul, of the days that are past, Think not that earthly enjoyments will last, Hope not for ease in thy pilgrim career, Toils and afflictions abide thee while here. Sad is thy lot, but its end shall be blest; Rough is the road, but it leadeth to rest.

Look not with fondness on pleasures of earth, Cling not to treasures possessing no worth. Only thy Saviour can give thee repose, Only thy Saviour can vanquish thy foes. Laden with sorrow, and weary of limb, Cast all thy burden of care upon him.

Journey not thus with thy face to the ground, See how the signs are fulfilling around. Lift up thy head; for redemption is nigh; Soon will thy Saviour descend from on high. Make his sure promise thy anchor of hope, Love his appearing, rejoice and look up.

E. W. DARLING.

Beaver, Minn.