CHAPTER IV.

SERVICE.

“Oh, hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs, for whom the Shepherd bled, Are straying from the fold.

To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless Is angels’ work below.”--BISHOP HOW.

“I do nothing. I am a chisel which cuts the wood. The Carpenter directs it. If I lose my edge, He must sharpen me. If He puts me aside and takes another, it is His own good will. None are indispensable to Him; He will do His work with a straw equally well.”--GENERAL GORDON.

“Distributing to the necessity of saints; given to hospitality.”--ROM. xii. 13.