And presently a smile,
As of most thrilling and intense delight,
Played for a moment on the soldier's face,
And with his one last breath he whispered 'Here!'
'I have sinned! What shall I do?' cries this despairing soul at the beginning of my Bible.
'The blood of Jesus Christ, His Son, cleanseth us from all sin!' answers the man who leaned upon the Saviour's breast and gazed full into the thorn-crowned face of the Crucified.
'That is what I want!' exclaims the man at Malabar, speaking, not for himself alone, but for each and all of us.
'Those words are more golden than gold!' says Miss Havergal, as she orders them to be inscribed upon her tomb.
'They are like a gleam from the Mercy-seat!' cries Donald Menzies.
'They are the sheet-anchor of my soul!' Hedley Vicars tells his sweetheart. And he is a very wise man who, in the straits of his experience, stakes his faith upon that which such witnesses have tested and have found sublimely true.