Poem October 31, 1908 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

BETHESDA

EVELYN GAGE KNIFFIN.

Dost thou wait beside Bethesda's pool.
Heavy laden, sick, and worn with care?
When its waters by the angel moved.
Wert thou not among the blessed there?
Hast thou waited many lingering years.
From each weary dawn till close of day?
Know ye. then, thy vigil now is o'er —
Christ, the blessed Master, comes this way!
No more need'st thou wait the angel's spell.

No more need'st thou watch with longing eyes;
Truth entreats thee. Wilt thou not be whole?
Christ is here to say to thee. Arise!
Banish all thy dismal doubts and fears.
Smooth the lines of suffering from thy brow;
Wait no longer till the waters move,
Know that God's accepted time is now!

See God's man, the perfect thought of Truth,
Rise above the earth-clouds dark and drear!
When the light of Love for thee shall dawn.
Pain and care, like mists, shall disappear.
Stretch thine hand and take the offered gift,
God has waited long to give it thee.
From thy dreams of sin and sickness wake,
Know the truth, and be forever free!

Enjoy 1 free Sentinel article or audio program each month, including content from 1898 to today.

Send a comment to the editors
NEXT IN THIS ISSUE
Article
FROM OUR EXCHANGES
October 31, 1908
Contents

We'd love to hear from you!

Easily submit your testimonies, articles, and poems online.

Submit