dark, wondering where she was to spend the night, the sweet melodies of this hymn had attracted her, and she drew near and listened attentively. As the different verses were being sung, she felt that the words surely had something to do with her. Through the whole service she seemed to hear what met her oppressed soul's need at that moment. God's Spirit had showed her what a poor, sinful and wretched creature she was, and had led her to ask what she must do. On hearing her experience, the gentleman took her back to the mission and left her with the ladies in charge. The young, wayward woman was brought to Christ that night. A situation was secured for her in a minister's family. There she became ill and had to be taken to a hospital. She rapidly failed and it became evident that she would not be long on earth. One day the gentleman whom she met on New Year's night was visiting her in the ward. After quoting a few suitable verses of Scripture, he repeated her favorite hymn, "All to Christ I owe." On coming to the fourth verse

"When from my dying bed

My ransomed soul shall rise,
Then 'Jesus paid it all,'

Shall rend the vaulted skies,"

she seemed overwhelmed with the thought of coming glory, and repeated the chorus so precious to her,

"Jesus paid it all,

All to Him I owe."

Two hours afterward she passed away.

Words by P. P. Bliss

Almost Persuaded

Music by P. P. Bliss

666

'Almost persuaded,' now to believe;

'Almost persuaded,' Christ to receive.”

"He who is almost persuaded is almost saved, and to be almost saved is to be entirely lost," were the words with which the Rev. Mr. Brundage ended one of his sermons. P. P. Bliss, who was in the audience, was much impressed with the thought, and immediately set about the composition of what proved to be one of his most popular songs.

One of the most impressive occasions on which this hymn was sung was in the Agricultural Hall in London, in 1874, when Mr. Gladstone was present. At the close of his sermon Mr. Moody asked the congregation to bow their heads, while I sang "Almost Persuaded." The stillness of death prevailed throughout the audience of over fifteen thousand, as souls were making their decisions for Christ.

"While engaged in evangelistic work in western Pennsylvania," writes the Rev. A. J. Furman, “I saw the people deeply moved by singing. I had begun my preparation to preach in the evening, from the text, 'Almost thou persuadest me to be a Christian,' when it occurred to me that if Mrs. B- an estimable Christian and a most excellent singer, would sing, 'Almost Persuaded' as a solo, great good might be done. At once I left the room and called on the lady, who consented to sing as requested. When I

had finished my sermon, she sang the song with wonderful pathos and power. It moved many to tears. Among them was the principal of the high school, who could not resist the appeal through that song. He and several others found the Pearl of Great Price before the next day. After the close of the sermon, I spoke to Mrs. B- about the effect of her singing,

and she told me that she had been praying earnestly all that afternoon, that she might so sing as to win sinners for her Saviour that night, and her prayers were surely answered."

"It was Sunday night, November 18, 1883," writes Mr. S. W. Tucker, of Clapton, London, "when I heard you sing 'Almost Persuaded' in the Priory Hall, Islington, London, and God used that song in drawing me to the feet of Jesus. I was afraid to trust myself in His hands for fear of man. For six weeks that hymn was ringing in my ears, till I accepted the invitation. I came, and am now rejoicing in the Lord, my Saviour. How often, with tears of joy and love, have I thought of those meetings and of you and dear Mr. Moody, who showed me and other sinners where there was love, happiness and joy."

Said a young man to the Rev. Mr. Young: "I intend to become a Christian some time, but not now. Don't trouble yourself about me. I'll tend to it in good time." A few weeks after, the man was injured in a saw-mill, and, as he lay dying, Mr. Young was called to him. He found him in despair, saying: "Leave

me alone. At your meeting I was almost persuaded, but I would not yield, and now it is too late. Oh, get my wife, my sisters and my brothers to seek God, and do it now, but leave me alone, for I am lost." Within an hour he passed away, with these words on his lips, "I am lost, I am lost, just because I would not yield when I was almost persuaded."

Are You Coming Home To-night?

Words by C. C.

Music by James McGranahan

"Are you coming Home, ye wand'rers

Whom Jesus died to win?”

He

A wild young soldier was induced to attend a Gospel meeting in London. As he entered, the congregation was singing "Are you coming Home to-night?” The song made a deep impression upon him. came back the next night, and he continued to attend until he was saved. "I had to come," he said; "that hymn would not let me stay away. I could not sleep at night. All night long that question of the song, both in the words and music, kept returning to me, demanding an answer: 'Are you coming Home tonight?" "

The original of this hymn was written by a young lady in Scotland, who signed herself " C. C." Falling into Mr. McGranahan's hands, he arranged the poem somewhat differently, and set the words to music. The song has brought blessing to many.

Arise, My Soul, Arise

Words by Charles Wesley

"Arise, my soul, arise,

Music by Lewis Edson

Shake off thy guilty fears."

First published in 1742 under the title, "Behold the Man," this became one of the most useful of Charles Wesley's numerous hymns. In universal use in English countries, and translated into many languages, it has been the direct instrumentality in the conversion of thousands of souls. It has found expression in the exultant cry on the lips of many a dying saint.

"I have a record," said a Wesleyan missionary laboring in the West Indies, "of two hundred persons, young and old, who received the most direct evidence of the forgiveness of their sins while singing ‘Arise, my soul.' The conversion of the greater number of these persons took place while I was a missionary abroad."

Art Thou Weary?

Words by the Rev. J. M. Neale, trans.

Music by the Rev. Henry W. Baker

"Art thou weary, art thou languid,

Art thou sore distressed?"

"Some years ago," writes Mr. James A. Watson, of Blackburn, England, "I often visited one of our adult Sunday-school scholars who had just been brought to the knowledge of the Saviour. She was formerly a Roman Catholic, but was brought to our church one Sunday evening by a fellow-worker in a cotton mill. She heard a gospel of full and free salvation, embraced it, and gradually became a faith-filled consistent Christian. She was laid low with a serious