The One Book by E. H. Gillett

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Mar 16, 1911

The One Book

By E. H. Gillett

There is but one Book that is full of God, or that can fill us with all His fulness. Read it. Ponder it. Not Plato, nor Bacon, nor Addison, but He that spake as never man spake, speaks there. Go up with Him to the mount, and hear His sermon. Sit with Him at the table, and listen to His words. Walk with Him in the fields, and read His paragraphs syllabled in flowers and tares and fig trees. Take David’s harp, and sweep its strings to the music, “The Lord is my shepherd.” Sit at Isaiah’s feet, and bow and adore, while he unveils the glorious greatness of Him who “weighed the mountains in scales, and hills in a balance.” . . . God’s utterance through the pens of all the inspired writers is like the breath of spring to winter’s blasted herbage. The soil freshens and blooms under it, and he who bears the best and noblest fruit of a devoted Christian life is he who is most devoutly conversant with the divine Word.—E. H. Gillett.