p. 54 | I will Come Again! by A. M. A. Cornell

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 18, 1865

"I will Come Again!"

By A. M. A. Cornell

Long since these blessed words were spoken, And for Him we are waiting still. His promise sure cannot be broken, It cheers us on, mid all life's ill. We yet are looking, longing, waiting, To see Him coming in the skies; And still with ardent zeal are striving That we may gain the glorious prize.

Come for thine own, thou blessed Saviour, And take us home to dwell with thee, O manifest thy wondrous favor, And bring us immortality. We long to enter those blest mansions Which thou hast promised to prepare, And oft to our enraptured vision The golden gates almost appear.

The world is dark and we are weary Of lingering in this vale of tears, We long to leave this desert dreary, And bid farewell to doubts and fears. We long for rest, sweet rest in Heaven, Where cares of life can never come, And hail with joy the promise given Of resting soon with Christ at home.

This earth is not our place of resting, So full of blood and strife and crime, And oft we find our spirits sighing, For a more holy peaceful clime, Where brother will not war with brother With deadly hatred in his heart, But dwell in peace and love together, And brother act a brother's part.

For such a blissful state we languish, And often sigh, dear Saviour come! For oft our hearts are filled with anguish As pilgrims o'er the earth we roam. O quickly come thou blest Redeemer, And banish all our grief and pain; There with the curse removed forever Shall Eden bloom on earth again.

A. M. A. CORNELL.

Topsham, Maine.