A SERVANT of the Lord was struck with the surpassing sweetness of the voice of a young lady, who sat near him. Being afterwards introduced to her, he inquired; with much anxiety, whether she loved the Saviour, and belonged to Him. She replied, without showing much interest in the subject, “I am not a Christian, and so I suppose that I do not love the Saviour.”
“Then, my dear young friend,” said he, “what will you do with that voice in eternity? Shall it be spent in uttering the wailings of the lost, for ever and ever?”
He said no more, but turned away with a saddened heart, and left her to her own reflections. That solemn question followed her everywhere—it rang in her ears by day, and mingled with her dreams in the still hours of the night. Nor did it ever leave her till she found peace in believing in Jesus—till she was prepared joyfully to sing the song of redeeming love with the people of God on earth, and now she waits to join the song that shall ascribe all honor and glory and blessing unto Him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb, for ever and ever.
ML 05/14/1916