Paula the Waldensian by Eva Lecomte
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from the bottom of my heart, but, you see, you had forgotten what uncle
said. Now, listen, the Lord Jesus is going to help me! There are many beautiful passages of the Bible that I know by heart, and there are plenty of the Bible stories that I'll never forget. All these I will keep in my memory, and then besides I shall pray every day for my uncle, that he'll soon return my precious Bible to me, and give me permission to read it. I know the Lord will hear me, if I obey Him and pray with faith. Dear Teresa, I hope you're not going to be provoked with me." "And why should I be, my precious treasure?" "Well, just because I didn't want you to buy me a Bible." "No, no, dear, no; you certainly are right, and a whole lot better than we are." And we, together with our old servant, could not help admiring the honesty of our sturdy country cousin. "Teresa!" It was Paula who broke the silence that followed the above discussion. "What now, Paula?" "Will you pray for me?" "I," said the astonished Teresa. "Yes, please, Teresa dear." "My poor little Paula, I never pray for myself, so how could I pray for you?" |
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