Sunday, March 20, 2016

     A little while ago, in one of the mining districts of England a young man attended one of our meetings, and refused to go from the place till he had found the Saviour.  The next day he went down into the pit and the coal fell in upon him; and when they took him out he was bruised and mangled and had but a few moments to live.  His last words were, "It was a good thing I settled it last night."
                                                                                                                                           D. L. Moody

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