Hopes of Heaven

I Own the EGW Review and Herald Articles. Because the actual pages from the original papers were copied, there are other items to be found in the pages of the six volumes. One of the things I most enjoy is the poetry. Since these poems are at least 85 years old and older, I am going to put some of my favorites here in the poetry forum for others to enjoy.

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Hopes of Heaven
L. D. Santee

I have heard of a land up in heaven,
Of pleasures unmixed with alloy,
Where rapture unending is given,
And life is a bright dream of joy.
I have heard of the evergreen mountains,
Where the feet of the weary may rest;
Sweet valleys and murmuring fountains
Are found in the home of the blest.

The darkness ne’er falls on those mountains,
And the clouds never wreathe them with storm;
But their brows, like fair rainbow-gilt fountains,
Are lit with the splendors of morn;
And those headlands gleam ever above us,
Where sin enters not, and no stain,
Where are waiting the angels that love us,
Where death cometh not, and no pain.

The mansions in high, holy places,
Will be shared with the friends that we love,
And bright eyes and fair, shining faces
Will welcome the weary above.
O, my heart, looking up, thrills with pleasure,
As I dream of that city so fair!
For there is my home and my treasure,
My soul’s deepest longings are there.

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Even so come, Lord Jesus
Linda

[This message has been edited by Linda Sutton (edited December 03, 2000).]