SELECTlll> POEM> There are so many people we meet f'ran day to day, When asked it they are Christians am on the narrow way, "I hope so," or •r trust so," this is the answer giTeD. But, oh my :t'riem, •tis not the 1d.JX1 that asBtires you of Heaven. Again scme people tell us to church they do belong, They think that this a Christian makes, But, oh my friends, they're vrong. For unless your :name's recorded in the Book of Lire in Heaven, A thousand churches you may join and still be mif'orgiven. So now, Jq f'riems, be honest, and look into yovr soul. Are all your sins forgiven, does Jesus -.ke you whole? •1 hope ao," or •r trust so," at J-c:.igment will not do. Salvation with a know-so, God vaits to give to you. * • * * * Couecration makes no room for reservation! * * * * * What do you say friends: •no time to pray?" 'Mld each day's danger, What retreat more needful Than the Marcy Seat? Who need not i:ray? No time to pray? Must care or business• urgent call, So press us as to talce it all Ea.eh passing day? What thought more drear that our God His face shoUl.d hide, And say through all life's swelling tide "No time to hear."
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