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"That mystic word of thine, O sovereign Lord,
Is all too pure, too high, too deep for me;
Weary with striving, and with longing faint,
I breathe it back again in prayer to thee,

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Each half-formed purpose, and dark thought of sin,

Quench ere it rise, each selfish, low desire,

And keep my soul, as thine, calm and divine.

As some rare perfume in vase of clay

Pervades it with a fragrance not its own

So, when thou dwellest in a mortal soul,

All heaven's own sweetness seems around it thrown.

The soul alone, like a neglected harp,

Grows out of tune, and needs that Hand divine;
Dwell thou within it, tune and touch the chord,
Till every note and string shall answer thine.
Abide in me: there have been moments pure,
When I have seen thy face and felt thy power;
Then evil lost its grasp, and passion hushed-
Owned the divine enchantment of the hour,
These were but seasons beautiful and rare;
ABIDE in me- and they shall ever be;
I pray thee now fulfil my earnest prayer.
Come and abide in me; and I in thee."

REESE ERA

UNIV RSITY
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PART I.

INTRODUCTORY CHAPTER.

66

THE BOOK WANTED.

PREPARE YE THE WAY OF THE PEOPLE. -ISAIAH LXII. 10.

SOME disciples of Christ live, life-long, under condemnation, and know no better. They are always doubting, and think they must always doubt. And very many live a life of ups and downs, and suppose that to be the best God has in store for them while in the body. Occasionally they gain some lookout in the mount, and then, through the swaying branches of the trees of life moved by the breath of heaven, they catch glimpses of the river of the waters of life, gleaming in the rays of the Sun of Righteousness, and are filled with gladness. But then again, soon they find themselves in the low grounds of unbelief, wrapped up in fogs of doubt, and chilled, and poisoned, by the mist and malaria

of worldly cares and worldly company.

To all these, a book which should bring the knowledge, as really reliable and true, that there is actually, a sunny side of the Christian life - such an experimental knowledge of Jesus, as would place the soul, as a vineyard on the southern slope, under the sun and the rain of heaven, to blossom and ripen its luscious fruit in abundance for the glory of the MasAh, how such a book would be hailed as glad tidings from God!

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Many have heard or read upon this subject, and do really believe there is something better than they have found, but are afraid. They are convinced that there is something in it, but they fear to try to find out what it is. They are earnest Christians too, and would gladly go on out of the wilderness of doubt and perplexity if they dared to venture. They see that there is a land of milk and honey offered by the promises of God, and would press for it, but alas, the spies bring back a bad report of the land, "Hard to gain," say they. "Cities walled up to heaven. Giants in the land, sons of Anak." "Hard to keep, even if conquered." Fear chimes in with this, and so they shrink back. Or they fear heresy and wildfire. So much has been written about "perfection" and "sanctification" in conflict with the Bible and church standards, and so many have made shipwreck, and run wild, that the spectres of grim and ghastly errors rise up to affright

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