Come.—Truly the world is not at rest; one boasted “millennium” of peace is not here, tho arbitration treaties be discussed by Senates and societies. War in all its dire aspects ravages the fairest spots of earth. Abyssinia, and other parts of Africa, Armenia, Cuba, South and Central America, and lastly little Crete and Greece facing the combined powers of Europe, are the pictures of peace which 1896 and 1897 hold before our eyes. Cholera, the Black Death, gaunt Famine, and hollow-eyed Want have stalked for months almost unchecked among the millions of India, China, and some parts of Africa. And yet there was never so much plenty in the world as now. Truly 2 Esdras, whether canonical or not, predicts the truth of these times when it declares of the latter days: “Behold, victuals shall be so good cheap upon the earth, that they shall think themselves to be in good case, and even then shall evils grow upon earth, sword, famine, and great confusion. For many of them that dwell upon earth shall perish of famine; and the other that escape the hunger shall the sword destroy.” 2 Esdras 16: 21, 22. Cyclones and floods unprecedented have visited America, and financial difficulties and oppression of the poor are worse than the floods. Where is the ground for earthly hopes? But over all and through all the strife and wo and misery wrought by the red horse of war and its rider, the black horse of corruption and calamity, and the pale horse of death in its varied horrible forms, comes the fourfold merciful, loving, strong, and constant voice from the throne of Infinite Love, Come, come, come, come. (See Rev. 6: 1–8.) Hopeless of earth, God bids you come. Christ says, “Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” In the world is tribulation; in Christ alone is peace and rest. Come.