From death to life; . uxurious home of 59 FROM DEATH TO LIFE my childhood with its luscious fruits and lovely flowers,its velvet lawns and majestic shade trees, and walkedquietly out to the carriage without a tremor or a battle had been fought and won. I now seemed up-held by a mighty, unseen Hand. My poor father, paleas death, went out to the carriage with me; I kissed himand was rapidly whirled away. Oh, my adorable Savior!It was all for Thee! Was it not just a little taste of Thineown bitter cup ? And He hath said, How beautiful the feet! The feet so weary, travel-stained, and worn
From death to life; . uxurious home of 59 FROM DEATH TO LIFE my childhood with its luscious fruits and lovely flowers,its velvet lawns and majestic shade trees, and walkedquietly out to the carriage without a tremor or a battle had been fought and won. I now seemed up-held by a mighty, unseen Hand. My poor father, paleas death, went out to the carriage with me; I kissed himand was rapidly whirled away. Oh, my adorable Savior!It was all for Thee! Was it not just a little taste of Thineown bitter cup ? And He hath said, How beautiful the feet! The feet so weary, travel-stained, and worn—The feet that humbly, patiently have borneThe toilsome way, the pressure, and the heat. The feet not hasting on with winged might,Nor strong to trample down the opposing foe;So lowly, and so human, they must go By painful steps to scale the mountain height. With weary human feet He, day by day. Once trod this earth to work His acts of love;And every step is chronicled aboveHis servants take to follow in His Way. 60. VL NEW SCENES. UCH a kind, sympathetic greeting awaitedme at the boarding house, that my heartwas deeply touched. I was shown to twosmall rooms on the third floor which wereto serve as a sitting-room and bedroom,which I speedily arranged to look ascheery as possible, and after a busy day ofsettling in my new quarters, laid my wearyhead upon my pillow and fell into a peaceful, dreamlesssleep, from which I did not awake until aroused by theringing of the rising bell in the morning. The house was located within walking distance of theMission, and as my new-found friends, true to theirpromise, gave me absolute liberty to receive as many ofthe poor and needy, as well as young converts, at myroom as I wished, my work now began in earnest. Allclasses and ages flocked to my little sitting-room for con-versation, prayer and religious instruction; and no matterhow vile and sunken in sin, nor how filthy their clothing,they were freely admitted and made welcome by the dearfa
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