(Mal. 3:16,17; Jude 20-25.)

In a day of closing darkness,
When the outlook is so black,
When the hearts of men are failing
And the feet of saints turn back,
When corruption spreads her mantle
O'er the minds and ways of all,
When the violent doth prosper
And men's passions rise and fall.

Then, amid the gloom and darkness,
Shines one feeble ray of light,
Some, who feel and own the ruin
Seek by faith to walk aright.
Some, who fear the Lord of glory
And who think upon His name:
Some, who often speak together
Of His glory and His shame.

Some, who often round Him gather
To exhort and sing and pray,
Some, who prove amid the darkness,
They are children of the day:
Some, who wait a coming Savior,
And who long His face to see;
Some, who wait their hopes fruition
Till conformed to Him they be.

God, who dwells in heavenly glory,
He beholds this feeble few,
He records in His remembrance
All the sorrows they pass through:
He discerns each true affection
And declares "they shall be mine;
When I gather up My Jewels,"
These shall in my presence shine.