HINDER ME NOT by Mrs. H. B. Beegle

Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · Jun 12, 1879

"HINDER ME NOT."

By Mrs. H. B. Beegle

Hinder me not! for fast the sands are wasting, And months and years are quickly hurrying by; A sinful world to its sad doom is hasting, And winged moments now so swiftly fly: The nations and the thrones of earth re areeling, And men are filled with dread perplexity, While God in mighty power is revealing The blood of Christ to set the sinner free.

Hinder me not! for I would hear the story, The precious story of redeeming grace; Would learn of Him, the Lord, the King of glory, And in his presence find a resting place. Fain would I hide me in his bright pavillion Until the storms of life be overpast; In him, my life, my hope, my faith concealing, Sheltered in safety in his home at last.

Hinder me not! the clouds at length are breaking, The morning's glorious dawn will soon appear; The word declares, and signs there's no mistaking, Proclaim aloud the great Messiah near. Hinder me not, for I would fain be watching, Watching and waiting till the hour shall come When, in the clouds of radiant glory beaming, He shall appear to call his chosen home. —Mrs. H. B. Beegle.