In the
midst of it all Mack sinks to his knees, with hands outstretched to
heaven.
"Great God, I thank Thee! I thank Thee!" he cries brokenly, the tears
streaming down his ghastly face. Then, falling forward upon his hands,
he steadies himself while great sobs come heaving from his mighty chest.
Cameron and Ross, still upholding him, through the crowd a man comes
pushing his way, hurling men and women right and left.
"Back, people! And be still." It is the minister, Alexander Munro. "Be
still! It is a great deliverance that God has wrought! Peace, woman! God
is near! Let us pray."
Instantly all noises are hushed, hats come off, and all up the sloping
hills men and women fall to their knees, or remain standing with heads
bowed, while the minister, upright beside the kneeling man, spreads his
hands towards heaven and prays in a voice steady, strong, thrilling:
"Almighty God, great and wonderful in Thy ways, merciful and gracious
in Thy providence, Thou hast wrought a great deliverance before our eyes
this day. All power is in Thy hands. All forces move at Thy command.
Thine hand it is that guided this dread hammer harmless to its own
place, saving the people from death. It is ever thus, Father, for Thou
art Love. We lift to Thee our hearts' praise. May we walk softly before
Thee this day and alway.
Pages:
277
278
279
280
281
282
283
284
285
286
287
288
289
290
291
292
293
294
295
296
297
298
299
300
301