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as long as life. God’s love is as long as eternity: “ I have loved thee with an ever lasting love.”— J. H. Jowett. “The Bible is a book reverenced by all races of this Empire as the Word of God. A Moslem resents any lack of respect. to this Book and puts it reverently to his lips as a sacred book. If evangelical Christian ity stands for anything in this land, it stands for the free and personal reading and study of the Bible, as the one rule of faith and practice for every man. It is a disgrace to our educational system that it is today possible for a young man or a young woman to carry away the diploma of any of our colleges and yet be ignorant of the contents of the Book of books.’ I remember years ago hearing old Dr. Green, the ablest Hebrew scholar we had in America, retranslating the SOth Psalm, and he reread in a new way the last verse. “Whoso offereth praise,” said he, in giving us what he held to be the true translation, “Whoso offereth praise glorifieth me and prepareth a way by which I may further manifest myself unto him.” And the nat uralness of prayer in our Lord’s life shows us how close the spirit of praise lies to a conscious dependence upon God finding ut terance always in simple, childlike faith in God’s nearness to us.— R. E. Speer. An old colored man met Representative --------- , of Virginia, on the street one day in Richmond and began to complain of the hard times. “And doan'it beat all how ex pansive dese women folks are. Dar’s my w ife! One day she axes for one dollar an’ pretty soon for two dollars, and next week she done.wants five dollars.” “Well, well,” said the Congressman, “what does she do with all of this money?” “Deed I don’t know, boss. I don’t done give her none yet.” Usually the man who complains about preachers begging all the time are the men who “ don’t done give them anything.”
gave the following account at prayer-meet ing of her conversion: “ Last evening my little girl came to me and said, ‘Mama, are you a Christian?’ ‘No, Fannie, I am not.’ She turned and -went away, and as she walked off I heard her say, ‘Well, if mam ma isn’t a Christian, I don’t want to be one.’ And I tell you, my dear friends, it went right to my heart, and then I gave myself up to Christ.”— A. W. Cooper. A boy -was going to college. His mother gave him some excellent parting advice, as mothers are wont to do, and her last words were , 1 “ Remember, my son, you áre always third.” When he reached college he wrote upon a placard, “I’m third,” and hung it in his room. It called forth many queries and criticisms, but to all he turned a deaf ear, until he had been in college about two months: Then he said to his chum, “ I have the courage now to tell you what my mother meant when she said to me, ‘I’m third.’ First, God; second, others; third, myself.” “ Haydn, the composer, was talking with two friends once on the subject of sorrow and depression. One said, ‘When I feel down, I' take to my wine, and that cheers me up.’ The other said, ‘I take to my mu sic, and that cheers me up and comforts me, and I feel lifted out of my sorrow and heaviness.’ Haydn said, ‘When I feel sad, I take to prayer. It is my Lord that cheers and comforts me as nothing else can do.’ “ And I find that,” said Dr. Dixon, “ sweeter than any melody that any great composer ever wrote.” To what length will it (love) not go? “ Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” To that length! “Became obedient unto death, even, the death of the cross.” To that length 1 “ (Goeth) after that which is lost, until he find it.” To that length! God’s love is as long as the longest road. God’s love is as long as the longest day. God’s love is as long as the longest night. God’s love is
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