p. 111 | A Thousand Years of Rest by L. D. Santee

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 29, 1914

A Thousand Years of Rest

By L. D. Santee

L. D. SANTEE

"And they lived and reigned with Christ a thousand years." Rev. 20: 4.

For the Saviour their lives were given; They said, "Let his will be done." They were true to the One in heaven; They have fought with the "beast," and won; And now, in the realm of gladness, That country where all are blest, They have laid aside all sadness, For a thousand years of rest.

They were loyal to him who called them, They gave their lives for his word; And now, where no ills befall them, They reign with their risen Lord. To him was their worship given, To him were their sins confessed, And they enter the joys of heaven For a thousand years of rest.

In the beauty of life immortal, Where death cannot reach them more, They cross through the pearly portal To their home on the shining shore, Where lilies of peace are twining, And no heart is with woe oppressed, Heaven's radiant light is shining, For a thousand years of rest.

They dwell with Christ in his beauty, In a region all free from pain; Their lives have been true to duty, And they'll never die again. Friends will meet no more to sever, And their joy none can molest; Ushers in the glad forever With a thousand years of rest.

Moline, Ill.