Quiet Talks on Prayer by S. D. (Samuel Dickey) Gordon
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Father came the clearer understanding of the Father's actual will under
these circumstances. "Into the woods my Master went Clean forspent, forspent; Into the woods my Master came Forspent with love and shame. But the olives they were not blind to Him, The little gray leaves were kind to Him; The thorn-tree had a mind to Him When into the woods He came. "Out of the woods my Master went And He was well content; Out of the woods my Master came Content with death and shame. When death and shame would woo Him last From under the trees they drew Him last 'Twas on a tree they slew Him--last When out of the woods He came."[24] True prayer is wrought out upon the knees alone with God. With deepest reverence, and in awed tones, let it be said, that _that was true of Jesus_ in the days of His humanity. How infinitely more of us! Shall we not plan to meet God alone, habitually, with the door shut, and the Book open, and the will pliant so we may be trained for this holy partnership of prayer. Then will come the clearer vision, the broader purpose, the truer wisdom, the real unselfishness, the simplicity of claiming and expecting, the delights of fellowship in service with Him; |
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