# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1909_S6 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) 6 The Lutheran Pioneer. All the Way. All the way He walks beside me, Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend! In His love I’m sweetly resting, Safe, secure, until the end. Though the dangers thick surround me And the path be rough and wild, All the way He walks beside me, . Lets me feel I am His child. All the way He walks beside me, Whispering words of love and cheer; And I rest upon His promise, Knowing He is ever near. Oft my feet are worn and weary As I journey day by day, But the Savior walks beside me, Holds my hand and leads the way. EsTHeER PETERSON. Perfect Trust. A gentleman was walking, one evening, with his little girl, upon a high bank, beneath which ran ' a canal. The child was pleased with the looks of the glistening water, and coaxed her father to take her down to it. “The water looks pretty. Please, papa, do take me down there,” she said. The bank was very steep, and the road a mere sheep-path. In getting down, the gentleman had to take hold of his little girl’s arms, and swing her from point to point. While doing this, she would sometimes be hanging in the air, directly over the water. Yet she only laughed and chuckled, but _ was not the least bit afraid, although she really seemed to be in danger. At last they got down the bank, and reached the tow-path in safety. Then taking up his daugh- ter in his arms, he said, “Now tell me, Sophy, why you were not afraid when you were swinging over the water?” Nestling her plump little cheek upon her father’s face she said: “Papa had hold of Sophy’s hand; Sophy couldn’ fall !” This was a perfect trust. And’ this is just the feeling that Dayid had toward God when he said, “What time I am afraid I will trust in Thee.” Sophy would have screamed with terror to find her- helf hanging over the water in the canal, unless she had had confidence in the person who held of her arms. But it was her father, her kind, loving father, who held her, and so, what time she would. have been afraid she trusted in him. And that is the feeling that we ought to have toward God. The thought of His power should lead us to trust Him. Newton. A Word in Season. The late R. C. Morgan, of ‘London, England, whose death the papers reported in the last weeks of the past year, was known for his active interest in all mission work. Many a missionary in the Home and in the Foreign Mission Field had to thank him for timely assistance in many ways. He also spoke many a word in season by which others were led to the Savior. Of this the following in- cident is an illustration: _ His eldest boy was drowned when eighteen years old. While the body lay on the river’s bank, sur- rounded by a curious crowd, the weeping father bent over it. Then looking up, he said, rent with sobs: “My boy is dead, but he was ready to meet his God. How would it be with some of you stand- ing here, if you were thus suddenly called away?” Almost twenty years later, a Christian friend of Mr. Morgan said to him one day: “I have some- thing of interest to tell you.” And then he told him that in conversation with a stranger he found that the man he was talking with had been one of the crowd that stood looking at the body of -the drowned boy and heard the father’s earnest question. “The man had been startled into anxiety of soul by that touching appeal at the riverside, and did not find rest until he was brought to trust in the Say- ior, whom he now loved and served. ___so-o How to Study the Bible. Dr. Luther says: “It is very certain that we cannot attain to the understanding of Scripture by study or by intellect. Your first duty is to begin by prayer, entreating the Lord to grant you of His great mercy the true understanding of His Word. There is no other interpreter to His Word, as He Himself has said, “They shall all be taught of God!’ Hope for nothing from your own labors, from your own understanding. Trust solely in God and in the influence of His Spirit. Believe this on the word of a man who has had experience.” Tue heart of the giver makes the gift dear and precious. — Luther.