September 9

Him that cometh to me, I will in no wise cast out. —John 6:37.

DO I realize the fullness, and believe in the sincerity of this gracious declaration of the Saviour? Do I feel that his invitation is not only general, to all, but that it is individual and personal, addressed to myself, and that its comfort and encouragement are meant for me? Have I come to him, and to God by him? Does his love draw me; and does my sense of need and danger drive me to him? Do I endeavor, at all times, to live near to him?

A man may go to heaven without health, without riches, without honors, without pleasures, without learning, without friends, but he can never get there without Christ.—DYER.

If in all my life Satan and I did ever strive for any one word of God, it was for this good word of God in Christ, "Him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out;"—he at one end, and I at the other. Oh, what work we made! It was for this that we did so tug and strive. He pulled, and I pulled; but God be praised, I overcame him.—RUTHERFORD.

Come, says Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice; I will guide you safely home; Weary pilgrim, hither come. Hither come, for here is found, Balm that flows for every wound; Peace that ever shall endure; Rest eternal, sacred, sure!—BARBAULD.