e text such prominence? What was it in the text that appealed so irres

and forsaken. They were both mistaken; and it was the text that showed them their mistake. 'Call upon Me in the day of trouble, and I will deliver

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inson Crusoe's text, there is no suc

ill deliver.' Other physicians say: 'I will come and do my best.' The Great Physician says: 'I will come and heal him.' Th

ives, of selection, of picking and choosing. In the straits of the soul, the issues are wonderfully simple. There is none other Name give

blest eloquence. The prayer that moves Omnipotence to pity, and summons all the hosts of heaven to help, is not the prayer of nicely rounded periods--Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null--but the prayer of passionate entreaty. It is a call--a call such as a doctor receives at dead of night; a call such as the fireman receives when all the alarms are clanging; a call such as the ships receive in mid-ocean, when, hurtling through the d