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263 A Word to the Saints
Think not, when you gather to Zion,
Your troubles and trials are through-
That nothing but comfort and pleasure
Are waiting in Zion for you.
No, no; ’tis design’d as a furnace,
All substance, all textures to try-
To consume all the “wood, hay, and stubble,”
And the gold from the dross purify
.
Think not, when you gather to Zion,
That all will be holy and pure-
That deception and falsehood are banish’d,
And confidence wholly secure.
No, no; for the Lord our Redeemer
Has said that the tares with the wheat
Must grow, till the great day of burning
Shall render the harvest complete.
Think not, when you gather to Zion,
The Saints here have nothing to do
But attend to your personal welfare,
And always be comforting you.
No; the Saints who are faithful are doing
What their hands find to do, with their might;
To accomplish the gath’ring of Israel,
They are toiling by day and by night
.
Think not, when you gather to Zion,
The prize and the victory won-
Think not that the warfare is ended,
Or the work of salvation is done.
No, no; for the great Prince of Darkness
A tenfold exertion will make,
When he sees you approaching the fountain
Where the truth you may freely partake.
published in Poems 1, 1856
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28 сен 2024
