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An Irish Soldier’s Sacrifice
In a cemetery on the Aisne River, in France, is the grave of a soldier. It is marked only by a simple cross, with no name; but it has upon it an inscription that arrests the attention of the passer-by.
During World War 1, this unknown soldier was a private of the Royal Irish Guards. A corporal of the West Yorkshire Regiment, who was in a hospital at Woolrich, told the story of the unknown hero who was buried with full military honors, his fellow-soldiers erecting the cross over his grave, and inscribing upon it the words—”He saved others; himself he could not save.” (See Mark 15:31).
The corporal’s story was that a detachment was sent to occupy a village near Rheims. As the corporal and his comrades passed down a narrow street and emerged into the open, a man in khaki ran out of a building shouting a warning. Immediately the crack of rifles rang out; the man fell dead. Running for cover, the West Yorkshire men fought and ultimately drove out the German soldiers. The story of the unknown soldier was then learned.
He had been taken prisoner by the Germans. Learning that an ambush had been set for the West Yorkshire men, the Irish soldier escaped in time to warn his on-coming comrades and save them from annihilation.
He could not be identified, as the Germans had removed his identification disk; hence the only words upon the cross which marked his grave were: “He saved others; himself he could not save.”
The Irish soldier gave his life to save his fellows.
Can they ever forget it? “Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends” (John 15:13).
And can we ever forget the still more wonderful self-sacrificing love of the Savior? He could have delivered Himself from His captors; for twelve legions of angels were at hand to do His bidding. But He came into the world to die—to give His life for others. To be the Savior of the world, nothing could deter Him from the path of devotion to His Father’s will. Had He saved Himself from the bitterness of that awful hour when, as the divinely appointed Lamb of God, He gave Himself on the cross for us, salvation could never have been offered to you and me.
Friend, in His deep, eternal love He gave Himself! He died that we might live. He bore the wrath of God to bring us into His full, unclouded favor. He saved others; BUT
“Himself He could not save,
Love’s stream too deeply flowed;
In love Himself He gave,
To pay the debt we owed.
Obedience to His Father’s will
And love to us—did all fulfill.”

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God’s X-Rays
God has His spiritual X-rays!
“The Lord looketh on the heart” (1 Samuel 16:7). “His eyes behold, His eyelids try, the children of men” (Psalm 11:4). “Thou understandest my thought afar off” (Psalm 139:2). “I the Lord search the heart, I try the reins” (Jeremiah 17:10).
Would you and I like our inner history to be published or revealed? God’s X-rays reveal all. And if sin is not blotted out by atonement, the “plates” as it were will come up for judgment. No one can play with sin: it is a dreadful reality. God knows what we desire—imagine—think. He will bring every work into judgment.
Are you unmoved? As the tubercular spot is shown up by the X-rays, so your hidden sin will come to light at God’s investigation.
“Can any hide himself in secret places that I shall not see him? saith the Lord” (Jeremiah 23:24).
An evil man “hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, He hideth His face; He will never see” (Psalm 10:11).
God’s answer is clear: “They consider not in their hearts that I remember” (Hosea 7:2). “I know the things that come into your mind” (Ezekiel 11:5).
Many who say, “I have done no one any harm… I have a clean sheet… I stand as good a chance as any,” boast unthinkingly. Some even stifle consciousness of wrong by vain talk. Let there be a deep sense of God’s permanent record that is being made, and they will speak less of themselves.
God’s X-rays have a subduing effect. They cannot lie. Nothing escapes His notice. Nothing is too small for His piercing investigation. Neither you nor I can blur it out, or blot it out. But “the blood of Jesus Christ, God’s Son, cleanseth us from all sin” (1 John 1:7).
There is a hope, a sure hope; there is one, and only one. All else fails. The blood of Christ never fails. Let guilt be acknowledged; let the precious atonement of the one Redeemer be realized. Then, and only then, there is “peace with God.”
Reader, God’s X-rays prevent all self-confidence. But the very One who knew all your guilt has provided complete salvation at infinite cost. God reigns through righteousness. It is grace abounding, grace triumphant. You and I have no “chance” of salvation in ourselves; but we are welcome NOW to a sure salvation in Christ.

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Jesus Loves Me
Often a long-forgotten sacred song learned in childhood is recalled years later and used of God to bring a lost soul to Christ. Little is much when God is in it! The mighty power of the simple truth contained in Anna B. Warner’s “Jesus loves me,” is shown in the following true story— the personally related experience of “a woman that was a sinner.”
She told it to the preacher following a gospel meeting during which he had noted the rapt attention of the woman unknown to him, and heard her irrepressible “Amen!”
“Why should I not praise Him, when He has done so much for me?” she exclaimed. “Oh, sir! you don’t know the depths from which Christ has brought me. Let me tell you my story.
“I had a good home; I had a good husband and children; but the curse of alcohol came on me and I became its slave. I broke my husband’s heart and our little home became a place of shame. I sold our furniture to buy the cursed stuff. In the early morning, when the men were on the street, on their way to work, I would be out begging from them for the same purpose.
“But one morning when the burning thirst was consuming me I felt I would go crazy. I had come to the end of everything. Oh, how great is the mercy of our God! I don’t know why, but the words of a children’s hymn I had learned years ago when I was a little girl in Sunday school came into my mind:
“Jesus loves me, this I know
For the Bible tells me so;
Little ones to Him belong,
They are weak, but He is strong.
“Sir, I flung myself on my knees and bowed my head on a poor rickety chair left from our once happy home, and prayed: “Oh, Jesus, if there is a Jesus, take away from me this awful thirst and curse. I can do nothing to help myself. Help me to know Thy love and be one of Thy ‘little ones.’
“I got up from my knees a free woman. The thirst for alcohol was gone forever. I came to know the blessed Lord as my Savior. Don’t you think I ought to praise Him?”
“Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth My word, and believeth on Him that sent Me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life” (John 5:24).

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Never Perish
“My sheep… shall never perish” (John 10:27-28). These are the words of Jesus, the Son of God. He is the Good Shepherd who gave His life for the sheep; and now risen, He gives His own eternal life to the sheep. His own pledge is, “They shall never perish.”
No, He does not say, They shall never wander; He does not say, They shall never backslide; He does not say, They shall never stumble, but He does say, “They shall never PERISH.”
“Yes,” you say, “but there are other scriptures which, it seems to me, say that a believer may be finally lost.”
Wait a minute, let’s consider one scripture at a time. Does Christ say of His sheep, “They shall never perish?”
“Yes,” you reply, “but surely that must mean so long as they are faithful.”
But He says, “NEVER.”
Now which is right: your word, that a true believer may be lost after all, or Christ’s word, “They shall never perish?”
If “never perish” means anything, it means one cannot be finally lost. There are no ifs, buts, or conditions of any kind attached, but a bare, unqualified, absolute statement: “They shall NEVER PERISH.” You are bound to admit that at least one text of Scripture assures the true believer of final security. This being so, I have only to add that if there is any other scripture that appears to you to contradict or qualify this text, it must be that you do not understand that other; for, thank God, there is no possibility of misunderstanding such plain words as “never perish.”
My reader, you run no risk in venturing your soul on ONE WORD of the “God that cannot lie” and “cannot deny Himself.” Take this word as your main anchor, and wait on God to make clear any other that troubles you.
Do you think that you could by any possibility sink into hell at last if, as a poor sinner, you had taken Christ at His word and relied on His “NEVER PERISH?” If it could be so—with reverence I say it—all heaven would blush to find the Christ of God unfaithful to His pledge. No, beloved friend, Jesus Christ is “a tried stone, a precious stone, a sure foundation,” and “he that believeth on Him shall not be confounded” (1 Peter 2:6).

The Book Seller–Large Print Tract

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The Book Seller
A Christian bookseller was traveling in South America, his mule laden with the precious Scriptures. Night was beginning to fall when he saw in the distance a company of merchants. They had stopped to camp for the night. The bookseller approached them and asked if he might camp with them. They readily agreed and invited him to share their evening meal by the fire.
As they sat around the cheerful blaze after their simple supper, the Christian took a Bible from his pocket and asked permission to read to them. They gladly agreed, and he read for some time, after which a lively conversation began about the things he had read from the Book of books.
They were on the point of settling down for the night, when the sound of horse’s hoofs was heard in the stillness of the evening. Very soon a well-dressed stranger got down from his horse and asked permission to share their camp also. One of the merchants showed him a place where he might spend the night, and then the newcomer seated himself by the fire.
During the conversation which followed, the stranger spoke with deep emotion of the troubles of life. He, had just lost his wife and was feeling very lonely. Here a remark by our friend the bookseller brought forth the admission that he did not know what salvation was, but he wished he had it. He added, “Is it not strange that a man must make so many sacrifices and do penance for his own salvation and that of his loved ones? Still he has to ask himself all the time whether he has satisfied God.”
“Well,” said one of the merchants, “in this man’s Book it tells of an altogether different way of getting salvation.” He pointed to his friend who still held his Bible in his hands.
“And what book is that?” asked the stranger, greatly interested.
“It is the Word of God,” replied the bookseller. “Although it is getting late, I would like to read you a few passages, if you will permit me.”
The stranger listened intently. He learned, to his great surprise, that it is not with silver, nor with gold, that we are redeemed, but with the precious blood of Christ. He could have the salvation he desired, freely, without money, according to the Scriptures: “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved” (Acts 16:31).
The man seemed dumbfounded on hearing such good news. It was so different from all he had ever heard before. He begged the bookseller to sell him the Book from which he had been reading. Then each went to rest, and the next morning separated to go their different ways.
Many months later the bookseller returned to that district. Everybody was talking of a former sea-captain who had bought a piece of property nearby. Every day at a certain hour he gathered his family, his servants, and his neighbors in his house, and read to them from the sacred Scriptures. The bookseller went to the house and recognized the owner of the estate as the stranger who had been introduced to the Bible that night by the camp fire. God had in His mercy and grace led that man to Jesus Christ, in whom he found the salvation and peace for which he had longed. Now he was being used to tell others the Good News of salvation.
“Acquaint now thyself with Him, and be at peace: thereby good shall come unto thee” (Job 22:21).

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A Man of His Word
During the French-English war years ago, an English general was planning an attack. He ordered the officer whose duty it was to provide the troops with food to have the rations ready and at a certain place named by him at twelve o’clock on the following day.
It was sometimes difficult to provide sufficient supplies; and the officer replied that the rations could not be at the place on such short notice. “I cannot march my men without food,” said the commanding general. “I say that the rations must be there at twelve o’clock tomorrow.”
“But, sir, it’s impossible to do it,” replied the officer.
“Well,” said the general, “remember this: If the rations are not there at twelve o’clock tomorrow, I’ll hang you.”
The officer left in a rage. “How dare he talk to me like that?” he stormed. “Hang me! Hang me? We’ll soon see about that!”
The Duke of Wellington was then the commander-in-chief of the British armies, and the officer went to him to complain about the general. The Duke listened in silence. Presently he inquired, “Did the general really say he’d hang you if the rations were not there by twelve o’clock?”
“Yes, sir,” replied the officer.
“Are you sure he said he would hang you?”
“He did, indeed, sir,” replied the officer, thinking that a severe rebuke was in store for his superior.
“Well,” said the Duke, “I know the general very well. I know that he is a man of his word. If he really said that he would hang you, then if I were in your place, I would take good care to have the rations there.”
The officer went away, and the rations were at the place designated punctually at twelve o’clock!
When the man knew that his life was in danger, he took the needed trouble to do the business at once. He could not presume on the chance that for once in his life the general would not keep his word.
When it is a question of life or death, a man generally makes every effort to “save his skin.” He takes good care to put himself on the right side, even if it costs him a world of trouble to do so.
Whether for good or for evil, we usually believe the word of a fellow man. Is God less worthy of credit? We can be fully persuaded that a man will stick to his word. Do we imagine that God will not keep His? God says in Romans 3:23, “All have sinned.” Romans 6:23 goes farther: “The wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life.”

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A Daring Challenge
There lived in Germany years ago a countess of the House of Hanover. She was a noted unbeliever, especially opposed to the teaching of resurrection and eternal life.
This descendant of royalty died when about thirty years old. Before she passed away she gave written orders that her grave should be covered with a solid granite slab; that around it should be fitted square blocks of stone; and that the corners should be fastened to each other and to the granite slab by heavy iron clamps. Upon the granite covering she ordered this inscription to be placed: “THIS BURIAL PLACE, PURCHASED FOR ALL ETERNITY, MUST NEVER BE OPENED.”
All that human power could do to seal that grave was done. BUT GOD—
Years later a little birch tree seed, long hidden in the earth, sprouted. As the root grew and strengthened, the green shoot sought the light. It found its way between the side stone and the upper slab and grew there. Slowly and steadily it swelled with life and forced its way onward until the iron clamps were torn apart. The granite lid gradually lifted and is now resting upon the trunk of the birch tree, which is large and flourishing.
What a loud voice this is to those who don’t know God’s Word or the power of God!
“There is no man that hath power over the spirit to retain the spirit; neither hath he power in the day of death: and there is no discharge in that war; neither shall wickedness deliver those that are given to it” (Ecclesiastes 8:8).
Man will be just as powerless in resisting the power of God in resurrection as he now is in avoiding His decree of death.
“Marvel not at this: for the hour is coming, in the which all that are in the graves shall hear His voice, and shall come forth; they that have done good, unto the resurrection of life; and they that have done evil, unto the resurrection of damnation” (John 5:28-29).
One Man was here—only one—who had the power of life and death in His own hands: Jesus, the Son of God. He alone could say of His life: “No one taketh it from Me; I have authority to lay it down, and I have authority to take it again” (John 10:18).
Who else can use language like that? Who, among the mightiest of earth’s monarchs, can dispute God’s right to say to him, “This night thy soul shall be required of thee”? And when once that decree has gone forth, who can reverse the sentence?
My reader, do you still deny God? Are you determined to hold fast to your God-dishonoring skepticism? In that solemn day of your own death it will be too late for you to seek the light. For you it will then be the blackness of darkness forever.
I plead with you to turn to Him now in faith while it is TODAY. Then with all His own who have believed in the Son, the Lord Jesus, the Christ of God, you will find rest to your soul, and the blessing of being able to say, “I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave Himself for me” (Galatians 2:20).

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A True Shark Story
In that playful marine acrobat, the porpoise, the shark has an enemy that will permit no intrusion on its feeding grounds. This fact came out in the course of a story told about themselves by two old and experienced Christian fishermen while conducting a fishing excursion off Swan Beach, New Jersey, many years ago. The story which appeared first in Harper’s Weekly was as follows: “Some ten years ago we were hard drinkers, swearers, wild surfmen and fishermen. We never entered a church, and cared neither for God nor devil.
“On a fine Sunday morning in August, we started at daylight for this very reef of rocks. With plenty of bait, we looked for four or five hundred-weight of sea-bass, flounders, and black-fish. At first we pulled them up as fast as our lines touched bottom; then we had not a single bite.
“Surprised, we looked up and around, preparatory to changing our ground. To our astonishment the water was alive with sharks. We commenced pulling up our anchor, when a savage fish rushed to the bow of the boat and bit the rope in two. Then we hoisted sail, but the moment we put the steering oar into the water, several sharks began biting it into pieces. So we were compelled to take in sail, and drift.
“We were in the midst of a school of sharks two miles long and half a mile broad. They were of all sizes, from six feet long to twelve or fourteen. They swarmed around our boat, and dashed it one third full of water with their tails. We had to bail, one with his hat, and the other with the bait pail. Every moment some big fellow would put his nose almost on our gunwale, while his yellow tiger eye glared ferociously at our pale faces.
“One shark dashed at the boat and seized one of the side planks, and almost shook us out of our seats. Fortunately his teeth broke off, and away he went with a bleeding jaw. In a moment he was torn into pieces, and devoured. Then the school returned to us again.
“We were in despair, and never expected to see shore again. We could not sail, we could not row, and were drifting out to sea. Finally Charley said: “‘Bill, we are in an awful mess. Let us see if God will help us!’ We knelt down, and prayed for help…and repentance. We had hardly finished before we saw a great school of porpoises. They hurled themselves out of the water, jumping twenty feet at a bound. Soon we were in the midst of them. The sharks started out to sea, but the porpoises were too quick for them. They bit and tore the sharks fearfully. Sometimes three porpoises would have hold of one shark. Then they jumped out of the water and fell heavily on those tigers of the ocean. The fight continued for miles. We were saved and rowed safely to shore.”
God’s promise in Psalm 50:15 is, “Call upon Me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me.”
In their “day of trouble” the two evidently doomed fishermen called on God. He answered by providentially delivering them from the sharks by means of the porpoises. Their life showed practically that God had sent His Son to save them from their sins (Matthew 1:21). And in their godly walk that followed that “great salvation”, the last part of the verse was fulfilled in their lives: “Thou shalt glorify Me.”

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A Valiant Captain
A Valiant Captain’s Effort
The “Patrick Morris” was a large ferry boat which carried passengers and cars across the strait between Nova Scotia and Newfoundland. The captain was justly proud of his boat which had made the trip safely many times.
One day while the ferry was in the harbor at Port aux Basques, a violent storm came up. The waves in the strait rolled high as the wind blew harder and harder. Rather than risk damage from the raging storm in the strait, the captain of the “Patrick Morris” kept his ferry in the quieter waters of the harbor, waiting for the gale to die down.
Suddenly, over the tumultuous waves came the cry of distress, a “Mayday,” from a boat in trouble out in the strait. The ferry boat captain was keenly aware of the urgency of the call and felt impelled to disregard the raging storm and speed to the aid of fellow-seamen. He gave orders for the ferry to move out into the strait, and soon the big vessel was churning its way out of the harbor and into the storm.
After plowing through the tossing waves for some time the labors of the crew were rewarded. A small fishing boat came into view foundering before the wind. The situation presented dangerous problems for both vessels, for the mighty powers of the sea could easily have dashed the small craft against the big ferry, crushing the little boat and perhaps badly damaging the large one. What should he do? The captain pondered the question, and decided to take the risk.
He ordered the big ferry to be maneuvered as close as possible to the helpless small craft, and very soon the “Patrick Morris” was in position, its huge loading and unloading door away from the wind and near the sinking boat.
“Open the door,” the captain commanded. The electrical equipment whirred as the crew hastened to obey. The great door slowly slid upward and opened. In this position they hoped they could more easily rescue the men on the little fishing boat. As the door reached maximum height, the electric current shut off, leaving the yawning mouth locked wide open.
At that moment the wind veered and a wall of water crashed into the huge open door of the ferry boat. The electric power generator, flooded by the in-pouring water, was knocked out and the crew could not close the door again.
How helpless they were as wave after wave washed up into the ferry! Soon it was evident that the big ship itself was sinking. The lifeboats were launched and about 28 men got safely to shore. Several fishermen were lost; and the captain, the first mate, and the chief engineer went down with the ship.
The captain had tried to save the men in the fishing boat. He made a valiant effort, but he failed. HE WAS NOT ABLE.
Only one—the Lord Jesus—”IS ABLE TO SAVE TO THE UTTERMOST.” The way is open to “THEM THAT COME UNTO GOD BY HIM” (Hebrews 7:25). Will you come?

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A Blessed Blunder
At a gospel meeting in Des Moines I had preached as clearly as I could the glorious Word of the Christ of the cross. Afterward, noticing a young man trying to avoid me, I went straight over to him.
After a brief conversation I persuaded him to come with me into a small adjoining room. I learned that it was through a “mistake” that he had “blundered” into the meeting.
The young man was a Jew and, as he thought, on his way to a concert. The brightly lighted gospel hall appeared to him to be the concert location. The preaching was just beginning as he found a seat, and leaving immediately would have been embarrassing. He decided to “tough it out” and escape as soon as possible.
As to the preacher’s message that night, perhaps little was heard. He was utterly indifferent to Christianity, and almost insulting in his attitude toward me. In my helplessness, I looked to the Lord for guidance. I knew that only He could give the right word.
“My word… shall not return unto Me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing where to I sent it” (Isaiah 55:11).
Taking a small Testament from my pocket, I held it out to the young man. I said: “If you will promise me that you will get on your knees this night and read this verse I have marked, I will make you a present of the Book.”
The verse was John 5:24: “Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth My word, and believeth on Him that sent Me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life.”
Glad to be rid of me so easily, the young fellow agreed and was soon on his way.
Did he really get away?
It was several years later that a news item came to my attention: “Albert Nathan,” I read, “a converted Israelite, is holding Bible studies in…”
“Nathan”? That was the name of my Jewish listener! That night being a free one for me, I went to take the place of a listener. As I slipped into a rear seat, the announced speaker saw me. Hurrying down the aisle, he kept calling out: “I kept my promise! I kept my promise!”
As he grasped my hand, he exclaimed: “I got away from you, but I couldn’t get away from God. I kept my promise to you; and that night on my knees I read the precious words of John 5:24. Through it and through both my New Testament and the Old, the God of Jacob has by His Spirit brought me to know His Son Jesus as my Savior and my Lord. Going into that hall was the most blessed blunder I ever made.”