LETTERS

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 23, 1862

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 20, No. 17.

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LETTERS.

"Then they that feared the Lord, spake often one to another."

From Sister Worden.

BRO. WHITE: After reading so many precious letters in the Review, from brethren and sisters, I cannot well resist the desire I have to say a few words, notwithstanding my brief experience in present truth. Under the teachings of Brn. Loughborough and Hull at Charlotte, Mich., I was led to behold the slender platform on which I had built my hopes of a future existence, and on which I had rested for so many years. But I praise God that mine eyes have at last been opened, that the mystic cloud of darkness has been removed, and the glorious truths of the Bible have been presented in their true light, and that now I can behold, even near at hand, the "pearly gates of the New Jerusalem." I no longer roam through a dark wilderness with the anticipation that my spirit will soon take its flight to God, but now I know that "though after my skin-worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God." There will I sing the song of Moses and the Lamb. There will I forever bask in the sunshine of a Saviour's love. There shall I dwell forever where the radiating rays of the Redeemer will ever be felt.
Language is inadequate to express the gratitude I feel to God, that I was ever privileged to hear the sound of the third angel's message, and that I ever heeded its warning call. It is my constant and fervent prayer, that he will soon establish a people here, that will give glory and honor to his name.
The Review is all the companion I have here, whose sentiments are in unison with mine, and its weekly visits are hailed with as much delight as an Inn to a weary traveler. I meet with much opposition, am ridiculed for keeping the holy Sabbath, am accused of belonging to a people who believe in "Free-loveism"; yet with all of these to contend with, with the book of God for my guide, the Review for my helper, and God's continual presence, I fear them not. Pray for me brethren and sisters that I may with you be in readiness for that day when the Deliverer shall come to make up his jewels.
"O glorious day! O blessed hope! My heart leaps forward at the thought—, When in that happy, holy land, We'll no more take the parting hand."
ROSE A. WORDEN.
St. Clair, Mich.