The lions may roar at us
till they have roared us deaf and blind, but we are far safer in the
midst of that path than we would be in our own bed. Only let us keep in
the midst of the path. When their breath is hot and full of blood on our
cheek; when they paw up the blinding earth; when we feel as if their
teeth had closed round our heart,--still, all the more, let us keep in
the midst of the path. We must sometimes walk on a razor-edge of fear
and straightforwardness; that is the only way left for us now. But,
then, we have the Divine assurance that on that perilous edge no hurt
shall come to us. 'Temptations,' says our author in another place, 'when
we meet them at first, are as the lion that roared upon Samson; but if we
overcome them, the next time we see them we shall find a nest of honey in
them.' O God, for grace and sense and imagination to see and understand
and apply all that to our own daily life! O to be able to take all that
home to-night and see it all there; lions and runaways, venturesome
souls, narrow paths, palaces of beauty, everlasting life and all! Open
Thou our eyes that we may see the wonderful things that await us in our
own house at home!
'Things out of hope are compassed oft with venturing.
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