Northwestern Bible School - Scroll Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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y sin-sick heart btheld a throng tDhose steps were light and hurried; Chey lagged not on the sunlit way, dlor wasted moments of the day, ‘But sang when skies were bright and gay— Bor in the Cross of Christ they gloried. I lacked the song of heart and tongue Chat comes when sins are buried ‘Beneath the blood of Calvary’s cross. I came with all my sin and dross; ‘He cleansed—and gave me gain for loss, ' T2ow in the Cross of Christ I glory. Since then, I walk the thoroughfare, I sing the old, old story; A burst of song on mountain peak, Che inner song in valley bleak, ' For He is strong when I am weak— Still in the Cross of Christ I glory. It may be that ‘He bids me walk In wildernesses dreary; ‘But still, ‘He giveth songs at night Along the way until I sight Che portals of my Home of light tOhere in the Cross of Christ I’ll glory, CD. H- ’34

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the evening preceding one of the great battles of the ivil tOar, a small group of Christian young men from he Union Army gathered in a tent for prayer. Chere, mid the harsh, unnatural surroundings, they commit¬ ted themselves into the ClDaster’s hands. In this solemn hour they were brought face to face with the reality of death, for it was foolish to hope that they would all survive the approaching conflict. As the evening wore on, their thoughts turned to the loved ones whom they might never see again. “Finally, one of the group said, Our families would be comforted if we could only tell them what is in our hearts tonight. Cet us write our testimony, and if one of us lives through the battle, he can send the document home.” Chis plan received instant approval, But the men had some difficulty expressing their sentiments until it was suggested that they use the words of the old hymn, (Dy Tatth Cooks Up Co Ghee”, as an appropriate fare¬ well message. Ghe next day in the battle, the members of the little company fell one by one; but faithful to the agreement, the survivor sent their triumphant testimony to sorrowing fathers, mothers, wives and children: U)hen ends life’s transient dream, U)hen death’s cold, sullen stream Shall o’er me roll; Blest Savior, then, in love, Tear and distrust remove; O bear me safe above, A ransomed soul!”

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