To the Lonely Ones by S. Elmer

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Mar 29, 1864

To the Lonely Ones.

By S. Elmer

Ye who are pressed with many a care, Who pass through trials sore, Behold, the time is drawing near, When you shall weep no more.

Look forward to that world of bliss, There is no sorrow there; Music in notes so soft and clear, Floats on the balmy air.

And as we join that happy throng, 'Tis this our theme shall be, Worthy the Lamb, the bleeding Lamb, Who died to set us free.

I long to be from sin set free, And count my sufferings o'er; To learn the song that angels sing, On the eternal shore.

I'm weary here, and many a tear Along my path is strewn; But oh! the joys there are above, Around the radiant throne.

Oh fly, ye lingering moments, fly, And bring a full release; Hasten the time when all shall bow Unto the Prince of peace. S. ELMER.