d been the
chairman of an infidel club for years, I went around to where he was and
sat down by him. "How is it with you, my friend?" I asked, and then he
laughed and said, "You say God answers prayer; I tell you He doesn't. I
don't believe in a God. Try it on me." "Will you get down with me and
pray?" I asked him; but he wouldn't. So I got down on my knees beside
him and prayed. Next night he was there again. I prayed, and quite a
number of others prayed for him. A few months after that, away up in the
north of Scotland, at Wick, I was preaching in the open air, and while I
stood there I saw the infidel standing on the outskirts of the crowd. I
went up to him at the close of the meeting and said: "How is it with
you, my friend?" He laughed and said, "I told you your praying is all
false; God hasn't answered your prayers; go and talk to these deluded
people." He had just the same spirit as before, but I relied on faith.
Shortly after I got a letter from a barrister--a Christian. He was
preaching one night in Edinburgh, when this infidel went up to him and
said: "I want you to pray for me; I am troubled." The barrister asked,
"What is the trouble?" and he replied: "I don't know what's the matter,
but I don't have any peace, and I want you to pray for me." Next day he
went around to that lawyer's office and he said that he had found
Christ.

This man now is doing good work, and I heard that out of thirty
inquirers there, ten or twelve of his old associates and friends were
among them. So, if you have God with you, and you go to work for Him,
and you meet infidels and skeptics, just bear in mind that you can win
through faith. When Christ saw the faith of those four men, He said to
the man: "Thy sins are forgiven you." My friends, if you have faith all
things are possible.

Taking "the Prince at his Word."

Some time ago I remember reading of an incident that occurred between a
prince in a foreign land and one of his subjects. This man for rebellion
against the government was going to be executed. He was taken to the
guilotine block. When the poor fellow reached the place of execution he
was trembling with fear. The prince was present and asked him if he
wished anything before judgment was carded out. The culprit replied: "A
glass of water." It was brought to him, but he was so nervous he
couldn't drink it. "Do not fear," said the prince to him, "judgment will
not be carried out till you drink that water," and in an