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The Lutheraz Pioneer.
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“There the Weary Be at Rest.”

Jou 3, 17.

Beyond earth's hopes and fears,
Beyond earth’s toil and pains,
Beyond its pleasures and its tears,
Beyond its loss and gains,

There is a land above,

A paradise so blest,

A heavenly home, prepared in love
For weary ones to rest.

Beyond this world of woe,

Beyond this anxious life,

Beyond this conflict here below,
This constant weary strife,

There is a peace above,

There is a refuge blest,

A heavenly home, prepared in love
For weary ones to rest.

Beyond earth’s latest breath,

Beyond earth’s deepest gloom,
Beyond the grave and gate of death,
The darkness of the tomb,

There is a life above,

So peaceful and so blest,

A heavenly home, prepared in love
For weary ones to rest.

Oh, bring us, then, in peace,
Rest of the weary heart,
Unto this land where troubles cease,
Whence joy doth ne’er depart,
Unto this home above,
This paradise. so blest,
This heavenly home, prepared in love
For weary ones to rest.
1. ¢.

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The Robber Saved.

In one of the mission stations in India, says
The Morning Star, a Christian convert recently
died, by the name of Jhwian Das. He had been a
highway robber, one of those that are called thugs
in India.

‘A native preacher going to a certain village in
the exercise of his ministry was attacked by this
robber, and his clothes were taken from his person,
as were also some portions of the Bible which he had
with him. ‘The robber took the books to his house,
_ wherevhe had a son who was a schoolboy, and who

naturally asked his father to let him have the books,
-which he did. ~
One day the robber, recalling that he had some

books among the things which he had gotten by rob- -

bery, asked his boy to read to him. The boy began
to read in the Fourth Book of Moses, called Num-

bers. He opened the book at the very chapter where
the sentence occurs: “Be sure your sin will find
you out,” Numb. 32, 23.

When the father heard those words, he began
to tremble and show signs of great uneasiness. His
boy naturally asked him what the matter was, but
he got no reply.

Some time after, the father took the book him-
self and began to read; but he fell again on the
same words: “Be sure your sin will find you out.”
Oppressed with fear, he began to read other pas-
sages in the Old and in the New Testament. By

. God’s Law he was deeply convinced of his sinful,

lost state, but from the Gospel he also learned of
the Savior from sin. He went to the mission sta-
tion Badaon, where he was more fully instructed
and was baptized. He lived an exemplary Chris-
tian life to the time of his death, and was a thor-
oughly changed man —a robber saved.

One Servant Girl’s Influence.

A Boston lawyer, who has for forty years been

- eminent in his profession and no less eminent in

Christian work and in princely gifts to the cause of
benevolence, tells this story of what fixed his course
of life:

When he was a young man he once attended a
missionary meeting in Boston. One of the speakers
at that meeting, a plain man, said he had a Chris-
tian girl in his domestic service at wages of less
than two dollars a week, who gave a dollar every
month to missions; she also had a class of poor boys
in Sunday school who never missed her from her
place. And he said of her: “She is the happiest,
kindest, tidiest girl I ever had in my kitchen.”

The young man went home with these three
broken sentences sticking in his mind: “Class in
Sunday school — dollar a month to missions — hap-
piest girl.” 5

The first result was that he took a class in Sun-
day school; the second was a resolve that if this
girl could give a dollar a month to missions, he
could, and would. These were the immediate effects
of one plain girl’s consecrated life.

But who can count, who can imagine, the sum
total? That lawyer was, for almost half a century
from this time, an increasingly active force in every
good work within his reach.

“every affliction in the Christian’s life is but
a forget-me-not from the hands of God. — Walther.