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That All-seeing Eye

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 16, 1865

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 25, No. 24.

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That All-seeing Eye.

By Delia A. Eddy

Did you ever think of it, that the eye of God is upon us at all times, and that our characters are truly daguerreotyped in Heaven? that every word, and thought and act, that inward but hidden spite against a brother, that secret lust, that self-loving look in the glass, that envious look at your neighbor, that hidden corner of your heart where burns occasionally old grudges, unforgiving injuries, unlawful love, impure thoughts, unholy desires, fashions which would make you blush to tell your most confiding friend? Think of this, and remember that it is all open before him with whom we have to do. On the other hand, he that overcometh, shall inherit all things, and I will be his God, and he shall be my son. Oh, how cheering to the lonely Christian who is struggling on to reach the end of the Christian race, to know that every victory, every sigh for freedom, every groan and tear on account of sin and temptation, every struggle for emancipation, every longing for light, every agonizing prayer for the leading of God's Holy Spirit, is also recorded in Heaven, and is noticed by that all-seeing eye. And the great Jehovah, whose piercing eye enters every heart with no respect of persons, views the hidden springs of actions and motives. Oh let every honest heart be encouraged to press onward and upward, and endeavor at all times with an outstretched arm to help all those who need help, and thus fulfill the law of Christ.
Let us, brethren and sisters, endeavor to keep ourselves pure, and walk close with God, so that we can view our own hearts as they are viewed in Heaven, and when Jesus comes, may we have on the wedding garment, and our lamps be trimmed and burning, waiting for our returning Lord.
"May our lamps be always burning, And our loins be girded round, Waiting for our Lord's returning, Longing for the welcome sound."
DELIA A. EDDY.
West Genesee, N. Y.