The Heart-Cry of Jesus by Byron J. (Byron Johnson) Rees
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and red flames flash amid the clouds of smoke. The land is shaken
with earthquakes. Suddenly, right in the middle of his verdant field, a great red-lipped chasm opens and blue flames leap upwards and surge toward the sky. His crops are blasted with the "fierce heat of the flame," and the work of years is wrecked in a moment. BLUE FLAMES OF GEHENNA No permanent Christian life can be built upon the foundation of an unsanctified heart. For a time the graces of the Spirit may seem to grow, but in some sad hour the surface will split open and the man will leap back aghast at the blue flames of Gehenna, which singe his brows and blacken his cheeks. THE PROPHET AND PRINCE. An old white-haired prophet and a gay young prince are in conversation. The aged man bows his head upon his staff and weeps. "For what are you weeping, old man?" "Ah, I am thinking of the black and dastardly crimes you will commit when you have once become king." "Is thy servant a dog, a ruthless town whelp, that he should do such things?" PROPHECY FULFILLED But years roll on and the young man is king, and his hands are |
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