Assurance
Improvement Era, vol. 8, no. 4, February 1905, p. 262
Wanless, Fred
ASSURANCE. Ye Saints of God, lift up your hearts; Sing to Jehovah's praise! The Lord will bless his chosen Saints, In these eventful days. What though dark clouds o'er-spread the sky,. And thorns your path bestrew; Keep steadfast faith in Israel's God; . He will deliver you. Though you should suffer for the truth » The [unbeliever's scorns, Remember, God's beloved Son Once wore a crown of thorns. All earthly pride must they forsake Who seek a home above: The only wealth the angel's store Is meekness, truth and love. The trials that you now pass through. But serve as cleansing fires; Seven times as gold must he be tried Who to a crown aspires. The day is drawing nigh which shall God's promises fulfill; Thrice blessed, then, shall be the man Who sought to do his wilL Fear not, but seek the L«rd in prayer. At evening, noon and morn; The darkest hour of all the night Is just before the dawn. Fred Wanless, Salt Lake City, Utah.