Poems (Smith)/Beautiful Light

by Martha A. Smith

For works with similar titles, see Beautiful Light.

BEAUTIFUL LIGHT.

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The beautiful light heavenward
 Is no more obscured from view:
The Master is beckoning onward,—
 There is work for me to do.

I'll take up the cross and follow,
 Isolated from those I love;
Bid adieu to grief and sorrow
 Till I rest in Heaven above.

Then when my work is over,
 I'll silently glide away,
Home to a loving Saviour,
 Where all is bright as day.