In Journeyings Often. —= 65

and hope and love. No delight like this on earth. Talk
about missionary perils and hardships! — there is not a

drawing-room in London where heaven seems so men as it
does to us sometimes in our wanderings. 7

“On our side we lifted up our thankful voices, Gane all
the better because of the emotion caused by the song beyond
the river. Across there our praise would kindle holy
thoughts in the hearts of the tired Indians as they lay

stretched out to sleep. I then prayed with my crew, and

we all lay down without a care to rest and sleep, though the
beasts of the forest move and seek their meat from God.
From God, therefore we were safe.

“So pass days and nights till the work is done. But the
perfect rest remaineth to the people of God. | Whoever
would enter into the rest ought first to labour, not to win it,
Lut to please Him who offers it freely to all who love Him.”