RICH, BUT DIDN'T KNOW IT.
By Edison Driver
A BEGGAR one day found a neatly printed slip of paper by the road, and tho he could not read it, he thought it might be worth putting away in his bundle. Days and weeks of hunger followed; sickness came; and for want of care and food, he died. The authorities were about to consign his bundle to the fire, when the printed slip fell out, and lo! it was a fifty pound note! Right there in his grasp he held the means of food, and care, and comfort; but alas! he knew it not. How many a poor Christian, all unmindful of its value, is carrying that great talisman of God, the name of Jesus Christ, and that wonderful check book, the Word of God! Sick, long-faced and disheartened, and poor, when up there in the bank of infinite resource he has unlimited credit. Do we believe it? Do we receive it? Why not? Here is the Book filled with promises to pay; there is the treasure; and the Banker's voice comes down to us, “If ye shall ask anything in My name, I will do it.” “Ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full.” EDISON DRIVER.