that. He is actually a person who has asked the Lord Jesus Christ to come into his life, cleanse him from sin and then to dwell in his heart. The Saviour H im self said, “Behold, I stand at the door of your heart and knock. If any man, or woman, or boy, or girl hears my voice and opens the door, I will come into you. I’ll never leave you nor forsake you.” You see, the wonderful thing about being a Christian is that you are never alone. Jesus Christ died on the cross to cleanse you from your sins. He comes to live within your heart. He becomes your mighty power and sufficient strength. He is the One who will keep and guard you. He Himself becomes your armor and strength. You may feel you are just a “no body,” living no where. You know what? You can have the power which will help you to stand against all of the attacks of the enemy wherever you may be. It isn’t by learning to be quieter, holier or more religious. .Come and ask Jesus Christ to be your Saviour. He will cleanse you from your sins and dwell in your heart. Christ keeps you and will take you right to heaven. Why don’t you trust Him today? Charlene Lyons from Fullerton, Calif., a stu dent at Biola, has the opportunity of practice on the beautiful three manual Shantz pipe organ. The instrument is used for special con certs, recitals, and other musical presentations.
THE FIRST EASTER They who loved Him and they who hated Have stood together beside His cross. And these are resting in wicked triumph, And those are mourning their bitter loss; How they had hoped He should yet redeem them, Had owned Him Master and known Him Friend— Oh, Star of Jacob! too early setting, By clouds o'ershadowed, is this the end? Soldiers and people and priests and rulers Wreaked their malice and angry spite, Though invisible angel legions Only waited His word to smite; Saviour of men and strong Deliverer, Himself He would not, could not save, And cruel hands have seized and slain Him And set their seal on His guarded grave. Giver of life, to death a hostage, Lord of glory, in shame who died, King of kings, by His foes defeated. Mocked and beaten and crucified. Light of the world, in darkness lying, Maker of earth, in bondage held— Surely, Israel's hope has perished, Surely, the doom of good is knelled. Cometh the dawn of the Easter morn ing, Cometh the flashing of angel wings; Oh, ye timorous hearts despairing! Myrrh and aloes are needless things. He who was dead is risen— risen! His words of comfort your grief shall dim; And out of the grave of our sins and sorrows— We who love Him— we rise with Him. — Annie Johnson Flint
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