JANUARY 11

 

His word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with forbearing, and I could not stay—Jer. 20: 9.

 

Let us who are privileged to remain to this time of favor and blessing and enlightenment give glory to the Lord, and see to it that the loving disposition of John is manifested in us, and also his energy, his zeal; for while he is called the loving disciple, we are to remember also that he was, because of his impetuous zeal, styled, with his brother, Boanerges—sons of thunder. Let us be full of energy, full of sacrifices which love prompts, that we may glorify the Lord in our bodies and spirits, which are His.

 

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Because the Christian believes with intensity of conviction, therefore he speaks. It is as impossible for him to refrain from declaring God's Word, as it is to stay the waters of the Niagara from going over the falls. Those who do not receive the Truth from the love of it might and frequently do without good reason refrain from declaring it; but those who love God's testimonies will and must declare His grace on all suitable occasions.

 

Parallel passages: Jas. 1: 21-23; 1Pet. 2: 2; Heb. 4: 12; 2Tim. 2: 15; Josh.1: 8; 1Chron.16:  15; Job 23: 12; Psa. 19: 7-11; 40: 8; 119: 14-20, 46, 54,93, 97, 111, 143, 157­, 167, 172;  Eccles. 5: 1; Isa. 55: 10, 11; Ezra 7: 10; Mal. 2: 6, 7; Luke 12: 42-44; Acts 4: 20, 31; 20: 22-24; 1Cor. 9: 16-23; 2Cor. 6: 3-7.

 

Questions: Have I this week been zealous for the Word? How? Why?  With what results?

 

CLEAR THE WAY

 

MEN of thought, be up and stirring

Night and day.

Sow the seed, withdraw the curtain,

Clear the way.

Men of action, aid and cheer them

As you may.

There's a fount about to stream;

There's a light about to beam;

There's a warmth about to glow;

There's a flower about to blow;

There's a midnight blackness changing

Into gray.

 

Men of thought, and men of action,

Clear the way!

Once the welcome light hath broken,

Who shall say

What the unimagined glories

Of the day?

What the evil that shall perish

In its ray?

Aid the dawning, tongue and pen;

Aid it, hopes of honest men;

Aid it, paper; aid it, type;

Aid it, for the hour is ripe;

And our earnest must not slacken

Into play.

Men of thought, and men of action,

Clear the way!

 

Lo! a cloud's about to vanish

From the day;

Lo! the right's about to conquer—

Clear the way!

Many a brazen wrong to crumble

Into clay.

With that right shall many more

Enter smiling at the door;

With the giant wrong shall fall

Many others, great and small,

That for ages long have held us

For their prey.

Men of thought, and men of action,

Clear the way!

 

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