"If I die," she cried, "I will die crying to Him, for mercy and help."
At last above the storm of the battle she heard a still small voice, saying,
"'Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out,'" and on looking up, she caught sight of a bright light shining down upon her, the light from the Radiant City. Then she fell on her knees and worshipped her King, and the enemy slunk away.
[CHAPTER XV.]
THE SINGERS.
Iddo had not gone far on the path, which, when out of the Land of Indifference she found lying before her, when she heard singing, and turning a corner she came in sight of a band of pilgrims going her way. The very sound of their voices inspired her with courage and happiness, and, as she followed closely behind them she heard the words of their song:
"O happy band of pilgrims,
If onward ye will tread.
With Jesus as your Fellow,