"My soul sinks in deep waters, Selah;" cried the preacher, "but they are the waters of grace and faith, and I am convicted of all my sins." Then pausing a moment, while the vast crowd swayed and shook with the tumult of emotion, with his arms outspread, the veins on his forehead swollen, and the light flashing in his eyes, he raised his arms and eyes to heaven, and said, with inexpressible sweetness, in tones which seemed to trickle with balm into the very soul, as soft spring rains ooze into the ground, "Yea, it is at hand, but so art thou! Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly; and when youth, and hope, and love have become dead weights and burdens in these young hearts, teach them how to feel the peace that passeth understanding.

Draw them to thee, for they, wearily labor: they are heavily laden, gracious Father! Oh, give them rest!" "Come!" he exclaimed, "freely come! It is the eternal spring of living water.

It is your life, and it flows for you.

Come! come! it is the good shepherd who calls his flock to wander by the still waters and in the green pastures.

Will you abide outside?
Then, woe! woe! when the night cometh, and the shepherd folds his flock, and you are not there.