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merely empty but simply impossible—denuded, eviscerated, completely hollowed out, nought but a name, a dream, a passing mist, a fading nothing. With Thee, having Thee, my beloved God, what shall I lack? Yes! In spite of my sins, notwithstanding my revolt, though these many years I have averted my face and withheld my heart from Thee, Thou hast been lurking in a corner of my heart, even my dark heart, oh! my beloved God; and that, not for any lingering merit in me but wholly from Thy clinging love. Thou wouldst not go away, even when Thou wert told to be gone; Thou wouldst not desert me even when I wantonly dismissed Thy presence! That eternal law of love which sustains me in spite of my insolent violation of it-that unfailing law of love compasseth my salvation. Beloved God! Thou, Thou art the dear object of my love. Thasminpreethih; The lo v e of Him for His own sake—that is the very soul, the pure spirit, of worship. Think not, my brethren. I am attempting to teach it to you. I know you
