Seeing our missions across the seas . Five Thousand Towns in our Territory in West Africa Are Without the Gospel. What Does This Mean To Them—To Him—To You ? travels he sings perhaps a hymn learned from his little red-covered Sankey hymn book: Sozvn ill the darkness or sozvn hi the light,Sozvn in our zveakncss or sozvn in our i>i time or , ah, sure zvill the harvest be. Stopping in many towns during the day he gathers thepeople and tells them of a wonderful God who loves nightfall we see him in another town—his only lightbeing that of the open tire in
Seeing our missions across the seas . Five Thousand Towns in our Territory in West Africa Are Without the Gospel. What Does This Mean To Them—To Him—To You ? travels he sings perhaps a hymn learned from his little red-covered Sankey hymn book: Sozvn ill the darkness or sozvn hi the light,Sozvn in our zveakncss or sozvn in our i>i time or , ah, sure zvill the harvest be. Stopping in many towns during the day he gathers thepeople and tells them of a wonderful God who loves nightfall we see him in another town—his only lightbeing that of the open tire in the center of the town. Hesings a song and dark shadowy figures gather around thefire. Then he opens the zvouderful Book—a black handturns its zvhite pages, and lips that once prayed to devilsnozv speak the Word of Life. If we stand close enoughwe may see branded on his neck the marks of the Poros,that society so full of dark secrets, but that neck nozv bearsthe yoke of Christ. As he speaks, oh, how they listen! Per-haps it i
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