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Canadian Wild Flowers by Helen M. (Helen Mar) Johnson
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looked forward with joyful hope to the day when all the saints of God
shall eat bread in his glorious kingdom,--when all of every age and
clime shall be gathered around the table, and Jesus Christ himself be
in their midst. It was a soul-inspiring thought, and for all the
wealth of a thousand worlds like this I would not have been absent
from that communion--from which I had so often absented myself. Yes; I
had never before partaken of the Lord's supper; and it was my own
wicked heart which had kept me away, for God had called loudly upon
me, and his Holy Spirit had again and again striven with me. Oh, what
a sinner I have been, and what a longsuffering God! I wonder that he
did not cast me off forever. Oh, what mercy I 'Bless the Lord, O my
soul, and all that is within me bless his holy name. Bless the Lord, O
my soul, and forget not all his benefits.' And now, have I forsaken
all for Christ? Have I thrown myself--body, soul, and spirit--upon the
altar? I do want to sacrifice everything for Christ, and _by the
grace of God_ I will perform the following:--

"1. When my duty appears plain I will do it, whatever may be the
consequences.

"2. I will never be ashamed to confess Christ before the world.

"3. I will consecrate my talents entirely to the Lord.

"4. I will never employ my pen in writing anything which I might
regret at the bar of God.

"5. I will never permit any one of my compositions to be printed
unless I can in sincerity ask the blessing of God to attend it.

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