'But,' replied Prudence, 'do you not find sometimes as if those things
were vanquished which at other times are your perplexity?' 'Yes, but
that is but seldom; but they are to me golden hours in which such things
happen to me.' 'Can you remember by what means you find your annoyances
at times as if they were vanquished?' 'Yes, when I think what I saw at
the cross, that will do it; and when I look upon my broidered coat, that
will do it; also, when I look into the roll that I carry in my bosom,
that will do it; and when my thoughts wax warm about whither I am going,
that will do it.' Yes; and these same things have many a time done it to
ourselves also. We also, my brethren--let me tell you your own
undeniable experience--we also have such golden hours sometimes, when we
feel as if we should never again have such an evil heart within us. The
Cross of Christ to us also has done it. It is of such golden hours that
Isaac Watts sings in his noble hymn:
'When I survey the wondrous Cross;'
and as often as we sing that hymn with our eyes upon the object, that
will for a time vanquish our worst cogitations.
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