It is marvelous that the men who most of all rail at faith, are remarkable for credulity. Not caring to have God in their hearts, forsaking the living fountain, they have hewn out to themselves cisterns which are broken, and hold no water. Oh, that we may each of us be more wise, that we may not forsake

the good old path, nor leave the way that God has prepared for us. What wonder we should travel among thorns and briars, and rend our own flesh, or worse than that, fall among dark mountains, and be lost among the chasms thereof, if we despise the guidance of our unerring Father.

A man who is going all alone along a dark road infested by highwaymen, if he has a sword with him, will carry it drawn in his hand, to let the robbers know that he is ready for them. So must the Christian, seeing he is in an enemy's country, pray without

ceasing. Carry your sword in your hand. Unsheathe the mighty weapon of all-prayer. This is the true Jerusalem blade, which will cut through coats of mail. Fear no foe if you can but pray. Satan himself trembles at the power of prayer.