---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Alder, Lydia D.
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 25
number: 2
published: 1921-12
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Lydia D. Alder, "Time’s Goal," *Improvement Era* 25, no. 2 (December 1921): 95.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2502unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera2502unse
start_page: 95
end_page: 95
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1921-12)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2502unse
  publication_year: 1921
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1921, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Time’s Goal
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Time's Goal We think of Bethlehem, its plains we see, And glorious star, the orb of Destiny ; See it illume the darkness of the night That lies 'twixt us and where the path is bright; And we can hear the heavenly lullaby, That seems to sweep adown the arch of sky ; Then many voices singing, "Peace on Earth," Announce to all the world the Christ Child's birth. Now we can understand the melody ; Not then peace to come, but in time to be; And now we know a night must surely come, A chasm crossed before the height is won — And all the world be troubled near and far, Until appears again the Morning Star. Time, speeding on, will near its goal be, when World epochs are in line, — Christ comes again. Lydia D. Alder

