God was gathering His labourers.
God was conquering.

Unceasing through the ages, God's voice had crept round man, seeking entry.

Through the long darkness of that dim beginning, when man knew no law but self, unceasing God had striven: until at last one here and there, emerging from the brute, had heard--had listened to the voice of love and pity, and in that hour, unknowing, had built to God a temple in the wilderness.
Labourers together with God.

The mighty host of those who through the ages had heard the voice of God and had made answer.

The men and women in all lands who had made room in their hearts for God.