"Oh, I must be a lover of the Lord!"
Let me sing it for you. [Teacher sings.]
"Oh, I must be a lover of the Lord,
Oh, I must be a lover of the Lord,
Oh, I must be a lover of the Lord,
Or I can't go to heaven when I die."
[The children then sing it with Mr. Wells, and finally by themselves, clearly, loudly and accurately.]
There is a little sentence of only four words, children, that has been more precious to me than any other in the world. I wrote it on a piece of paper years ago, and put it in my pocket-book—here it is, with little flowers around it—[Producing it and holding it up to the class.] Would you like me to give you these four words? Yes, sir! Well, I will write them on the board. [Writes:]
Christ died for me.
I do not know whether you can read—[the children, quickly interrupting, read "Christ died for me".] Yes, if ever this world loves Jesus, it will be because these four little words get into everybody's heart. Try and remember them.