The Bright Side | AdventAI

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Feb 18, 1873

The Bright Side.

This world of ours is not all gloom; There are bright spots of green; The desert has its oases, The barren wastes between.

Beside the shade there is a light, A rose beside the thorn; Beyond the darkest hours of night, There comes a gladsome morn.

Always beyond the somber clouds, There is a sky of blue; And often comes the opening rift, To let the sunshine through.

The tempest howls with angry breath— The storm-king's voice is loud; But soon their fury will have passed— A rainbow spans the cloud.

Then pluck the rose, and leave the thorn, Look on the spots of green; When clouds are gathering o'er the sky, Expect the rift between.

Faith lifts night's sable curtain up, Beholds the coming day, Then sees the mists that wreathe the hills Grow bright and pass away.

She clasps the hand of Him who deigns To be the sinner's friend; And firmly trusts his promises To guide us to the end.

—Sel.