The Christian's Path

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 6, 1864

The Christian's Path.

I WALK as one who knows that he is treading     A stranger soil; As one round whom the world is spreading     Its subtle coil.

I walk as one but yesterday delivered     From a sharp chain; Who trembles lest the bonds so newly sever'd     Be bound again.

I walk as one who feels that he is breathing     Ungenial air; For whom as wiles the tempter still is wreathing     The bright and fair.

My steps, I know, are on the plains of danger,     For sin is near; But looking up, I pass along, a stranger,     In haste and fear.

This earth has lost its power to drag me downward;     Its spell is gone; My course is now right upward and right onward,     To yonder throne.

Hour after hour of time's dark night is stealing     In gloom away; Speed Thy fair dawn of light, and joy, and healing,     Thou Star of day!

For Thee, its God, its King, the long-rejected,     Earth groans and cries; For thee, the long-beloved, the long-expected,     Thy church still sighs!                                         [Bonar.]