Would tell you now— yet hope and struggle on. “ A t evening time there shall be L ig h t! and then— The Living Light shall lead you home to God, Home to the place which He hath made,— ’tis yours For ever! We are sent to tell you this And by the Mighty One we do not lie ! *
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“ O Glorious Angels of our Loving God ! Pray tell us if this land, we fain would know, Contains the dear ones we have loved on earth ? For what were heaven e’en to us, if we Could nevermore be all in all to those Who when on earth were all in all to us ! A voice replied— ’twas one I oft have heard And learned to love with more than mortal love, “ Look up. my own ! and see me with thee now For ever on this earth. If then ’tis so, How canst thou think that I shall ever be Apart from thee in heav’n— the land of love Wherein alone life’s consummation finds A fullness in its own eternal self? For God is all— thus He is life and love And love eternal is the power that welds Each atom in the universal chain O f infinite expanse throughout the skies— Which ever shows to godly men on earth The Power of powers that reigneth over a l l ! *
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Then in the gloom a glorious form appeared, And, standing by my side, it pressed its lips Upon the troubled brow which none could calm On earth, save she who was beside me then. And so an Angel from our loving God Came down to comfort, in the eventide— To show, by light of love, God’s holy truth, Which from the world— in darkness— hath been hid Because the world in darkness will exist, And, living thus, man sins against himself And so against his loving God of Life. The promised Light appeared at evening time, And by its living rays did I perceive— Mankind to wander on in sin and shame ; Thus H E LL p reva ils t o -d a y w h ere h ea ven sh o u ld b * W m. C. London, 6th December, 1887.
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