cursed Him. Others spit in His face and beat Him with their fists. Others looked at Him and said, “Away with this man, we will not have him to reign over us.” Others look at Him and called Him a glutton and a wine- bibber. How sad when we consider the various ways in which people look at the Saviour of the world. I well remember the first night I saw Him. It was back in 1896. By faith I saw Him at God’s right hand. I saw the One Who bore my sins in His own body on the tree; Who was wounded for my transgressions and bruised for my iniquities. I gave my self wholly to Him. The Lord Jesus has 226 offices that He fulfills for us. Each tells of something He wants to do for you. The longer we are saved, the more we see in Him. That is why our eyes affect our hearts. No wonder David said, “Blessed is the man unto whom God imputeth righteousness without works.” The gift of right eousness is by faith in Jesus Christ. It is not something we can earn or merit. Do you remember the words of the old hymn, “Jesus the very thought of Thee, with sweetness fills my breast” ? Can you sing that from the true testi mony of your heart? The reason we look to Him is because He is the One who meets every need of the human heart and life. May I ask you this personal question? What happens to you when you look at the Saviour? How does what your eyes see affect your heart? Have you seen anything in the Lord Jesus that makes you want Him and draws you to Him? I urge you to make Him the center of your heart’s affections and through out all eternity you will be glad you did. * * * Triumph is just "ump" added to try. * * * It may be difficult to say the right thing at the right time, but it is far more diffi cult to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment. * * * A hypocrite is one who isn't himself on Sundays.
WHERE ARE THE LAMBS? The Master was carefully counting His sheep. As they were enfolded for en- sheltered sleep. Each one He greeted with passionate voice— You'd think that each was His dearest choice. A lame one He halted and lovingly stroked; Anointed and splinting the leg which was broke. Not one was slighted/ though well or lame. He carefully scanned them again and again. Then choked with emotion in faltering voice, He asked sheep and shepherds, eyes full and moist: "Where are the lambs I left to your care? Where are the lambs I asked you to bear? "I love you all dearly but the little lambs, too, Are mine by redemption, I left them to you, Why did you not hasten to bear fruit for me And care for the lambs as I cared for thee? "I sought and brought you on Mount Calvary; Up, up the steep mountain, none went with me. Up Golgotha's mountain of pain and distress, On, on through the darkness till I at the crest, Transfixed by death's arrow, then bore you away; With my own blood ebbing, I saved you that day. Carest thou not for the other sheep I must bring? Does not my compassion in your heart, too, spring? Your duty is bearing-fulfilling my plans. Oh my heart is saddened, I must have the lambs." — R. W. Cooper
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