GRAINS OF GOLD by Isadore Sutherland Miner

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Tuesday, November 25, 1884

FromThe Advent Review and Sabbath Herald, Vol. 61, No. 47

GRAINS OF GOLD.

By Isadore Sutherland Miner

BY ISADORE SUTHERLAND MINER.

Stored in the heart of a wave-washed rock, Were the glistening grains of gold; But no hand held the key To its mystery, And none might its wealth unfold.

But the years passed on with their beating storms, And the waves dashed on in their glee, Till their constant wear Lay the treasure bare, That the eyes of man might see.

The hands of man wrest the spoil revealed, From the rock so bare and brown; And the workmen see, From the dross set free, A glittering, golden crown.

Thus in the depths of the human heart, Lie the grains of gold in trust, Till the sorrows of years, The erosion of tears, Wear away the rocky crust.

And then from the clouds in pitying love, The great Master's hand reaches down, With tenderest care, Gleans the metal rare, And fashions a golden crown,—

A crown that shall shine when earthly crowns fade, Whose jewels are lasting and bright; And he lays it away, Till the soul, freed from clay, Shall revel in glorious light.