Sunset

674 IMPROVEMENT ERA after the celestial kingdom; are we not all on the road, striving to overcome our little infirmities and weaknesses of nature inherited from our ancestors, and to overcome the world and the devil, as well as the flesh? Are we not candidates for the celestial glory? Certainly we are, and what we should be anxious about is to perform our duty today, to be Latter-day Saints in very deed; to serve the Lord, to keep his command- ments and to remember the commandment of the Father: "There is the Son hear Him." Listen to the voice of Jesus Christ. That is the word of the Lord to us in these latter days, for he is the revealer to us. Now then, suppose these people sometime could repent, what have you got to do with it? You take the New Testament and read the last chapter in the gospel according to St. John, and you will find a little account there of a colloquy between Jesus and Peter. He told Peter to feed his sheep; then he told him to feed his lambs, and then Peter turned around and said, concerning John, "What shall this man do?" He said, "If I will that he tarry till I come, what is that to thee?" You feed my sheep. That, I think, is a very good lesson for all of us. What does it matter to us about Lucifer? What does it matter to us whether the Sons of Perdition ever get redemption? The Lord has not revealed it. and he says he does not reveal it except to them who are made partakers thereof. Don't pre- tend to know any more than your brethren on these matters. I say unto you, whether Lucifer shall be redeemed, or these Sons of Perdition be redeemed, what mattereth it to you? You do your duty; you candidates for celestial glory, go on, con- tinuing to serve the Lord, keep his commandments; do your duty; if you are called upon to preach abroad — go out into the world and preach — you cannot have a better occupation. Sunset When the day is ended and the calm of eventide Falls o'er the earth, as we sit side by side; Let us together see its glory full — The sunset hour in vestments beautiful. When the song is finished and the echoes die away, Somewhere out yonder where the hills are gray ; Let us together search the realms afar, For angel harmonies beyond the evening star. When Life's day closes; when the task is done; When mine eyes are curtained from the setting sun, Hold, love, my hand in the waning light. While I whisper once more: "Goodnight!" — Goodnight!" 'Herald*' Lethbridge, Canada Frank C. Steele