ROWLAND Hill, in an address to the people of Wotton, said, “Because I am in earnest, men call me an enthusiast. When I first came into this part of the country, I was walking on yonder hill, and saw a gravel-pit fall in and bury three human beings alive. I lifted up my voice for help so loud that I was heard in the town below, at a distance of nearly a mile. Help came, and two of the sufferers were rescued. No one called me an enthusiast then; and when I see eternal destruction ready to fall on poor sinners, and to entomb them irrecoverably in an eternal mass of woe, and call aloud to them to escape, shall I be called an enthusiast now? No! sinner. I am no enthusiast in so doing; AND I CALL ON THEE ALOUD TO FLY FOR REFUGE TO THE HOPE SET BEFORE THEE IN THE G OSPEL OF JESUS CIIRIST.”
“He that believeth on the Son bath everlasting life: and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him.” John 3: 36.
Haste! haste! haste !
Delay not from wrath to flee;
Oh, wherefore the moments in madness
waste
When Jesus is calling for thee.
ML 10/11/1903