Go And Tell Jesus.


I SHALL never forget how I remained  for 

a long time in  sorrow  and darkness  because 

I  knew  not  how  to  go  to  Jesus.  When  I 

was  a  little  child, I dearly loved  to  go with 

my  parents  to  the  house  of worship.  The 

minister  told  us  that  little  children  might 

love Jesus, and have their past sins forgiven 

I tried to have faith, I knew I loved my  

Saviour,  and believed  he  loved me. 

But he failed to tell me how to be an every 

day Christian.  When  temptation came, I 

did not  know how  to  meet  it.  For  several 

years, I mourned  over my sins;  but when I 

learned to read my Bible, I learned that  

JESUS  was pleading for me.  He says, "Return 

unto me,  and I will return unto  you, and heal 

all  your  backslidings."  I  returned  to  my 

blessed Saviour, and confessed all my sins to 

him.  He  pardoned  them  all,  and  I  loved 

him better than  ever before.

Children, if you go  to  Jesus and  humbly 

ask  forgiveness  for  breaking  God's  holy 

commandments,  and  earnestly  resolve  to 

keep them in  future,  he will wash  your  sins 

away in  his own precious blood.  And when 

he  comes to  gather  in  his  jewels,  you  can 

dwell with him in the beautiful  city of God.

"Thank God for the Bible, "

Tis there that we find 

The story of Christ and his  love,   

How he came down to earth

 from his beautiful home 

In the mansions of glory above. 

Thanks to him we will bring, 

Praise to him we will sing,

For he came down to  earth 

from  his beautiful home 

In the mansions of glory above.

"While he lived on this earth, 

To the sick and the blind 

And to mourners his blessings were given; 

And he said, 

Let the little ones come unto me, 

For of such is the kingdom of Heaven. 

Thanks to him we will bring, 

Praise to him we will sing, 

For he said, Let the little ones come unto me, 

For of such is the kingdom of Heaven.

"Thank God for the Bible; 

Its truth o'er the earth 

We will scatter with bountiful hand; 

But we never can tell 

what  a Bible is worth, 

'Till we go to that beautiful land. 

There our thanks we will bring, 

There with angels we'll sing; 

But we never can tell

what a Bible is worth 

'Till we go to that beautiful land."



Oswego  Co.,  N.  Y.

SARAH  GORTON.