Philip, in reply, that the Gospel is being preached in Africa, and in our own land among the many black people, grand evangelical work is being established. They are our brethren, and we must do for them as we would do for those of our own race, for God has placed us together in the same country; but we must also do all we can for Africa, that far-off land where the brave Livingstone and many other missionaries toiled and died, praying that the light of the Gospel might spring up in the midst of heathen darkness. As we read this story of Philip, let us send a little prayer to heaven, and perhaps bind it with a little gift, that God would cause the light of Jesus Christ to shine all through Africa, that dear old country so associated with the early life of Judaism and Christianity, and bring all the people to God and the cross. Dear Lord, send me as Thou didst send Philip. I care not whether Thou dost send Philip to the desert, or hold me to the city. Only let o.o bring Thy message to some soul, that Joy may enter in. Hasten the day when all men shall know Thee, and show me what I can do to spread the Gospel among the heathen. Above all else, hold me, O Christ, loyal to Thee and Thy truth, so that I may have a message whenever Thou dost call me to deliver it, and loving Thee myself, with my whole heart, may  Teach others to love Thee. For thine own dear sake.
SERMONS IN PARAGRAPHS. 