And I plead thy promise kind, "Early seek and ye shall find;" I am vile and

1 Pressing onward, looking up-ward, To the land of
Waiting for a crown of glo
Set with jew-els

light;

ry

bright.

2 From the world of peace and beauty, 3 Thro' the clouds of woe it sparkles

Angels looking down,

Gladly cheer the earthly pilgrim
Waiting for the crown.

Crown of victory, etc.

Softly down to earth,

Filling all our hearts with longing
For the heavenly birth.

Crown of victory, etc.

4 Let its bright, celestial glory
All your sorrow drown;

Cheer up, Christian, while you tarry
Waiting for the crown.

Crown of victory, etc.

THE OPEN PORTAL.

"And the twelve gates were twelve pearls, and the streets of the city were pure gold."-REV. XXI: 21.