There is a time when longing fills the soul, There is a time when first we look above, -- A time when first we long to be made whole, Before we venture out upon His love, There is a time when gladness fills our being, A time when Jesus comes to reign supreme. A glorious day we cannot help remember, -- -- After we ventured out, -- Oh praise His name. O, dear remembered time, how dear I hold it, When Jesus spoke sweet peace unto my soul. Come, come my sisters and my earthly brothers And hasten onward with me to the goal. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BE STRONG by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK LYING IN THE GRASS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE THE FUTURE SPEAKS by LOUIS KAUFMAN ANSPACHER TO SIR JOHN SPENSER KNIGHTE, ALDERMAN OF LONDON by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE THREE MUSICIANS by AUBREY BEARDSLEY THE OLD THIRTEEN by CHARLES TIMOTHY BROOKS |