God.

My life begins and ends in GOD.

He created me.

He sustains me. To

Him at last I must return and render

my account.

He holds all worlds in

the hollow of His hand. Nations are

as small dust in

What am I?

the balance before Him.

What is my life upon this little earth amid the million worlds that move by the will of God! They obey Him. Shall I in my puny rage and thoughtlessness forget Him without whose thought I could not draw another breath?"Fear GOD!" I am crushed with the thought of His power, for what am I but a worm in the dust before Him. I am His child. "Like as a father pitieth his own children even so is the LORD merciful unto them that fear Him. He know

eth whereof we are made.

He remembereth that we are but dust." My Father! Our Father! All that I do and think, all that I suffer He knows. And He

is pitiful and of tender mercy. He re

To

mem bereth that I am but dust. love God, to trust Him, to reverence His Holy Name in word and deed; this my manhood and my life. See Job, ti. 7, 20.

The Soul.

GOD has said "all souls are mine." They belong to Him. He created them and He can destroy them.

not mine but GOD's. it? Does my soul

My soul is How am I using

deserve to live?

Does it know and love God who sustains it? I must meet Him some day face to face. Father, mother, friends -all will leave me, and I shall be alone with God. Think of it. All alone without a creature to hear or see, with. out one to help and comfort. I shall

be alone in the stillness with God who made me, and to whom my soul belongs. Will that hour be pain or joy to me? If I love Him it will be happiness beyond all happiness that earth can give, for "Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither hath it entered into the heart of man the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him." Oh! may He fill my heart with His love, that I may be a true man, ready to work, ready to suffer, ready to die for my love of GOD and at last to see His face and hear His voice saying unto me: 'My son, thou hast sinned many

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times, but thou hast been faithful over a few things. Enter thou into the joy of thy LORD." Ps. xlii.

Sin.

God made the world bright and beautiful, but man finds sadness everywhere. Some one is ever suffering. Some one is ever mourning. Some one is dying

every moment. And where there is a little joy, it seems to carry a shadow with it. What does it mean? Why are not all happy? Why do the young and the hopeful die? Why are people always mourning and never satisfied? It is SIN. Sin is written everywhere. Man started out by forgetting GOD and the cloud is never absent from him. I look at myself. I cannot pray without having wandering thoughts. I am not always willing to worship. I am continually wishing and trying to do good and to love God, and am ever failing. My sins! How many they are! All the sins that I have committed! I do not dare to count them. And then that one sin which follows me everywhere, which pursues and torments me until I indulge it. It comes between my soul and God. Will it always conquer me? Shall I let it grow and strengthen until my power to resist is all gone,

and I stand before GOD with my sins piled up between His face and me. I do not know how much time I have. But I can work now. I can begin this moment with a prayer to our Father. "The soul that sinneth it shall die," but "whosoever cometh unto me I will in nowise cast out."

Redemption.

"THE fear of the LORD is to hate evil." God hates sin, and I have sinned. Oh, the pitiful, unconquerable torture of remembered sin! Will nothing help me? I am utterly fallen and sick at heart. To meet the everlasting GOD and look His judgments in the face. This is more than my soul can bear. There is one Hope, one Strength. Look up, O my soul! JESUS CHRIST loves me. On His cross He died for me. He knew my sin and redeemed my life. What can separate me from the love of CHRIST? Neither life nor