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THE FAMILY ALTAR

April 26.

"Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye steadfast, immovable,

always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know

that your labor is not in vain in the Lord." 1 Cor. 15:58.

Immortal Christians, never forget you have immortal work

to do in this world. That is the loving exhortation we hear from

the lips of the inspired Apostle Paul to-day. We are immortal!

Glorious truth ! And why ? Because God has given us the victory

over death through our Lord Jesus Christ. For us death means

the blessed and visible reunion with our risen Lord in the land

of the living through all eternity. "Blessed are the dead which

die in the Lord from henceforth; yea, saith the Spirit, that they

may rest from their labors; and their works do follow them."

(Rev. 14:13.) In that land of rest and glory our labor and work

will find an eternal reward. Even so insignificant a thing as

giving a cup of cold water shall not remain unblessed or be for-

gotten by the Lord. As His believers and servants we do work,

therefore, that is immortal. And what is the immortal work we

are called to do? It is to be witnesses for our Lord as long as

we live. In word and deed we are to testify of His love. No

matter what our calling or work in life may be, it is to be spent

in His service, a shining testimonial of His saving grace. Words

are dwarfs; deeds are giants. The world has sharp eyes to dis-

cover whether our conduct agrees with the profession of our faith.

A consecrated Christian life is always a telling argument for the

Savior and His Gospel. How many an unbelieving husband has

been won for Christ by the devoted, pious life of his Christian

wife ! Then let us never grow weary or despondent in our Christian

calling. Let us prove steadfast, unmovable in all adversity, always

abounding in the service of the Savior, though it often seems to

be in vain. It never is so. It is always seed for eternity, always

blest of the Lord, always brings immortal fruit. What a motive

that is to faithfulness unto our risen Lord even unto death !

Savior, Thy dying love

Thou gavest me,

Nor should I aught withhold,

Dear Lord, from Thee:

In love my soul would bow,

My heart fulfill its vow,

Some off'ring bring Thee now,

Something for Thee.

At the blest mercy seat,
Pleading for me,
My feeble faith looks up,
Jesus, to Thee:
Help me the cross to bear,
Thy wondrous love declare,
Some song to raise, or pray'r,
Something for Thee