The Hope Of Immortality Makes Heroes Of

In The Spangled Sky, The Rainbow, The Woodland Hung With Diamonds, The Sward Sown With Pearly Dew, The Rosy Dawn, The Golden Clouds Of Even, The Purple Mountains, The Hoary Rock, The Blue Boundless Main, Nature's Simplest Flower, Or Some Fair Form Of Laughing Child Or Lovely Maiden, We Cannot See The Beautiful Without Admiring It.

Time That Weakens All Things Else Has But Strengthened The Impregnable Position Of The Believer's Faith And Hope And Confidence. And As, Year By Year, The Tree Adds Another Ring To Its Circumference, Every Age Has Added The Testimony Of Its Events To This Great Truth. "the Grass Withereth, And The Flower Fadeth, But The Word Of The Lord Shall Endure Forever.

The Cry Of Distress Lays Hold Of Our Lord's Omnipotence. It Is As Easy For God To Supply Thy Greatest As Thy Smallest Wants, Even As It Was Within His Power To Form A System Or An Atom, To Create A Blazing Sun As To Kindle The Fire-fly's Lamp.

Scatter Money In A Crowd, How They Scramble For It; Offer Bread To The Starving, How Greedily They Seize It; Throw A Rope To The Drowning, How He Eagerly Grasps It! With Like Eagerness And Earnestness May The Spirit Of God Help You To Lay Hold On Christ.

It Is Not With A Rush And A Spring That We Are To Reach Christ's Character, And Attain To Perfect Saintship; But Step By Step, Foot By Foot, Hand Over Hand, We Are Slowly And Often Painfully To Mount The Ladder That Rests On Earth, And Rises To Heaven.