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spiritual substance is more precious in the sight of God than the whole material universe. So beautiful indeed is she that God has said He loves to come and dwell in the souls of men. And my soul feels the dignity of her nature. She spurns this world and its honors as unworthy of her, and turns to God as the one and only being worthy of her love. She knows her high destiny; that she has been created to know and enjoy God forever. So whether she will or no, she is forced to exclaim with the Psalmist: " As the famished and hunted stag thirsts after the fountains of water, so do I thirst and pant after Thee, my God." Again, let me go down into hell and ask Satan what is the value of my soul. "Value!" he cries, " I would give ten thousand worlds for one human soul. Night and day, and day and night, I roam the world seeking souls. All the schemes and artifices which the malice of an angelic intelligence can devise I employ to entrap these precious souls. Value! Why, your soul is so precious that in the hope of gaining it I would and do defy and contend with the power of almighty God Himself." Finally, let me turn to God and ask what is the value of my soul? Ah! if God had never created but one human soul, my own for instance, He would still have done as much to gain it to Himself as He has done to gain all mankind. He would have created the earth and heavens; the sun, moon, and stars, and all the glory thereof, for my individual use. He would have held out to me all those favors and graces He now pours out to all. He would have come down from heaven