THE WAITING ONES | AdventAI

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 2, 1867

THE WAITING ONES.

“Blessed are those servants, whom the Lord, when he cometh, shall find watching.”

THERE are some among the blessed Waiting, watching, every day, Peering through the misty shadows, To the clear and lighted way; Listening in the dusky twilight; Waiting even in the night, ’Mid the toil and heat of noonday Bending forward to the light.

And they speak in eager whispers, Can we see His chariot yet? Will the Master come this evening? Will the heavenly Friend forget? So they stand, these earnest servants, Waiting, watching, evermore For the clouds to part asunder, And reveal the open door.

There are dark-browed ones among them, Looking through their eyes of night; There are fair-haired little children, Peering up with faces bright; There are aged pilgrims, longing For the Master’s spoken word; There are some in every country Waiting, watching for the Lord.

But they take their daily duties, And perform them as for Him; And they read his loving message, When their eyes are tired and dim. They are living lives of blessing— Lives of love—for his dear sake, While they wait with eager longing For the morn of joy to break.

He will come and will not tarry; He will fold them to his breast; He will make his watchers happy In a calm and holy rest; He will give them satisfaction For their days of waiting here; May we be among the watchers When the Master shall appear!

—London Christian World.