Dwight Lyman Moody
The Way to God
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Table of contents
TO THE READER
CHAPTER I.
CHAPTER II.
CHAPTER III.
CHAPTER IV.
CHAPTER V.
CHAPTER VI.
CHAPTER VII.
CHAPTER VIII.
CHAPTER IX.
TO THE READER
In
this small volume I have endeavored to point out the Way to God.I
have embodied in the little book a considerable part of several
addresses which have been delivered in different cities, both of
Great Britain and my own country. God has graciously owned them when
spoken from the pulpit, and I trust will none the less add his
blessing now they have been put into the printed page with additional
matter.I
have called attention first to the Love of God, the source of all
Gifts of Grace; have then endeavored to present truths to meet the
special needs of representative classes, answering the question, “How
man can be just with God,” hoping thereby to lead souls to Him who
is “the Way, the Truth and the Life.”The
last chapter is specially addressed to Backsliders—a class, alas,
far too numerous amongst us.With
the earnest prayer and hope that by the blessing of God on these
pages the reader may be strengthened, established and settled in the
faith of Christ.
CHAPTER I.
“LOVE
THAT PASSETH KNOWLEDGE.”
“To
know the love of Christ which passeth knowledge.”(Ephesians
iii. 19.)If
I could only make men understand the real meaning of the words of the
apostle John—“God is love,” I would take that single text, and
would go up and down the world proclaiming this glorious truth. If
you can convince a man that you love him you have won his heart. If
we really make people believe that God loves them, how we should find
them crowding into the kingdom of heaven! The trouble is that men
think God hates them; and so they are all the time running away from
Him.We
built a church in Chicago some years ago; and were very anxious to
teach the people the love of God. We thought if we could not preach
it into their hearts we would try and burn it in; so we put right
over the pulpit in gas-jets these words—God is Love. A man going
along the streets one night glanced through the door, and saw the
text. He was a poor prodigal. As he passed on he thought to himself,
“God is Love! No! He does not love me; for I am a poor miserable
sinner.” He tried to get rid of the text; but it seemed to stand
out right before him in letters of fire. He went on a little further;
then turned round, went back, and went into the meeting. He did not
hear the sermon; but the words of that short text had got deeply
lodged in his heart, and that was enough. It is of little account
what men say if the Word of God only gets an entrance into the
sinner’s heart. He staid after the first meeting was over; and I
found him there weeping like a child. As I unfolded the Scriptures
and told him how God had loved him all the time, although he had
wandered so far away, and how God was waiting to receive him and
forgive him, the light of the Gospel broke into his mind, and he went
away rejoicing.
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Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!