Jasper's old shed, and how the light shone in

by A. M. Coker

In a minute the boys sang their Christmas hymn once more, and again the words fell on Jasper's ear:—

"Jesus, my Saviour, on Calvary's tree

Paid the great debt, and my soul He set free;

Oh, it was wonderful, how could it be

Dying for me, for me."

After they had finished there was perfect silence for some minutes. Phil saw that Jasper was lost in thought, and motioned to Rob to keep quiet; but presently the old man in very low tones broke the stillness.

"Yes, it was wonderful, wonderful!"

"Did you speak, Mr. Jasper?" and Rob's hand found its way into his friend's.

"I think I was talking to myself, Rob, and that isn't fair, is it, when you come to talk to me? I like your hymn very much; where did you get it?"

"Oh, it's in our Sunday School book, and we learnt it up at John Street; we sang it at lots of places last night about the streets, after I left work."