# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1909_S30
# Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration)

30 The Lutheran Pioneer.

“Be Ye Reconciled to God!’

2 Cor. 5, 20.

Though this earthly house of ours
Be dissolved, we firmly know
That there is a home eternal,

For the Bible tells us so.

This home is for faithful pilgrims
Who in paths of peace have trod.
Listen to this earnest pleading:
“Be ye reconciled to God!”

Jesus died for all poor sinners

That we might be saved through grace,
And within the pearly portals

There behold His blessed face.

We should not forget God’s kindness
As we tread this earthly sod.
Travelers on life’s fitful journey,

“Be ye reconciled to God!”

Take your cross and follow Jesus,

Let Him be your closest Friend.

He will help you bear your trials,

He will guide you to the end.

Follow onward with sweet patience
The same pathway Jesus trod;

And through all your earthly blessings
“Be ye reconciled to God!”

EstTieER PETERSON.
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The Work at Conover, N.C.

About twenty colored families live at Conover.
A few others live near. Conover is the seat of the
college of our English Missouri Synod. Prof. R.
A. Bischoff, the beloved editor of the P1oNEEr, and
his family have their home here. We have here
a congregation of white Lutherans numbering
400 souls. The professors of our Concordia College,
their families, and many others here are good friends
of our Colored Mission.

The little Bethel congregation at this place,
with 4 members, and Mount Olive congregation,
with 18 souls, seven miles from here, are served by
our faithful missionary, Pastor W. H. Lash. From
his home at Salisbury he must travel 50 miles to
Conover, and because of his services at other places

he can reach these two churches in Catawba County

only once each month.

Almost every Sunday, one of our members,
Mrs. E. Abernethy, teaches a class of children in
our Bethel chapel. Our people are poor in this
world’s goods, and the white friends of our mission

are by no means rich. The latter have now much

work in hand to support missions among white
people in North Carolina.

The debt on our Bethel chapel is now $60.00.
This ought to be paid at once, in justice to the
brother who has given us now nearly two years’
credit. If free from this debt, we could better pro-
vide for some other needs. We especially need a
bell, and the building should have a third coat of
paint this year. 1 Tim. 6, 18. 19. J. 8S. K.

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Saved by a Song.

On a warm summer night, a young man, with
a face betraying marks of dissipation, and with the
uncomfortable feeling that his present course was
making a wreck of his life, passed slowly and
thoughtfully down a quiet village street: Soon there
fell on his ear from a neighboring balcony, em-
bowered in leaves, the full, rich voice of a young
girl singing; and as he passed the house, he could
distinctly hear the words:

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

He had heard the hymn often before, and was
perfectly familiar with these lines; but they came
to him now with a new and a powerful personal
appeal. Try as he would to prevent it, the words
kept repeating themselves again and again in his
memory. Before he went to sleep, he earnestly con-
sidered the great question of his soul’s salvation,
and by God’s grace “the peace that passeth all
understanding” came to him, as he trusted in the
Savior who redeemed him with His precious blood,
that he might be His own and live under Him in
His kingdom. -To the service of his Redeemer he
thenceforth devoted his life. i

Jesus Is Stronger.

A little boy came to his father, looking very
earnest, and asked: “Father, is the devil stronger
than I am?”

“Yes, my boy,” said his father.

“Ts he stronger than you, father?”

“Yes, my boy; he is stronger than your father.”

The boy looked surprised, but thought again,
and then asked: “Is he stronger than Jesus?”

‘No, my boy,” replied the father, “Jesus is
stronger than he is.”

The little fellow, as he turned away, said with
a smile: “Then I am not afraid of him.”

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