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"When I awake, I will
be satisfied with seeing Your likeness." |
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| There appeared in
London a man who styled himself the messiah, and for many weeks a
large crowd was attracted to him. One night, however, as he was talking
in one of the open squares in the city, a small band of the Salvation
Army passed along, singing, "I shall know Him, I shall know Him, By the print of the nails in His hand." The great throng joined in the chorus. Finally someone pointed at the self-styled Christ and said, "Look at his hands and see if the print of the nails is there." They did as directed, but no print appeared, and they at once left off following him. Fanny Crosby, Memories of Eighty Years, 1906 |
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