What Is Truth?

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Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jun 28, 1910

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 37, No. 25.

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What Is Truth?

By S. O. James
WHAT is truth? was Pilate's question. What a fitting time and place! Troubled conscience—stern suggestion! He had met it face to face; There it was in humble beauty, From the glorious court on high. Pontius Pilate, do your duty: Shall it live, or must it die?
Hear the mob in mad derision While they raise their hellish cry: "Pilate, give us your decision: Shall He live, or shall He die?" What a moment—what an hour! Nothing like it from his youth! Will he use his stately power To condemn Incarnate Truth?
Keep your conscience now inviolate. He is innocent, you say; Then in justice, Pontius Pilate, Let your word the mad mob stay. "Shall I heed my true conviction, And the cruel mob deny? Save the Man from crucifixion— Him have they condemned to die?"
No; he speaks the dreaded sentence; Best of friends he will deny; From that choice came no repentance: "Take Him, scourge Him, crucify." What will you do with Him, reader? You must pass some sentence, too; Will you take Him as your leader? Now the test has come to you.