coming nearer together, and this convention is an evidence of it.

There are some things without which there is no Christianity, any more than you can have the human body without a heart pumping the blood through the veins and arteries, even to the finger tips. The heart is absolutely essential. The other things may be secondary. My little finger is off, but that is not essential. It is like some of the differences in denominational life. I might get along without this arm. My son over in France saw at the beginning of this war a young Frenchman in perfect condition and yet without any arms, and with both legs off at the body. He still retained that which was essential to the make-up and life of the human body. Now there are some things, I declare to you, without which there is no Christianity. There is no Christianity without the deity of Jesus Christ, the virgin birth of Christ (under the touch of God), the atonement of Christ on Calvary, His bodily resurrection, and His second coming. You can take that Book and throw it away for everthrow it to the rubbish, and have no more use for it-if that is not true. It is absolutely essential. And by that, to-night, to-morrow, for the rest of life, I shall stand, and must stand, believing that Jesus Christ is this world's only hope, its only Redeemer; through His atonement for sin on Calvary. Yes, I must stand on that. That was a wonderful thing that General Foch did at the battle of the Marne. Recently, someone asked

the general how he had come forth from the battle. He said immediately, "A miracle." When this war is written in history, that may be the decisive battle. He said, "A miracle." Then he pointed up dramatically and said, "The good God. For," he said, "the flower of the German army-sixteen deep-an iron wall-stood against poorly prepared Frenchmen only four deep at the Marne." And do you remember what happened? I don't wonder that Foch was made commanding general. At the Battle of the Marne, General Joffre sent word to General French to advance. General French, with that splendid British Army, sent word back, "I am sorely pressed and must have support." When Foch received Joffre's order, he sent word immediately back, "My right has been turned; my left is rolled up; my center is smashed. I have ordered an advance all along the line." That advance all along the line pushed the Germans back, and farther back into the swamps, and at last the run was on for the coast. From Belgium to Switzerland that line was stretched, and it has been bent, but, blessed be God, it has not been broken, and it never will be. Our religious line in the battle against German theology may be bent, but the Christian world needs to stand up heroically"advance all along the line"-and, by God's grace, it shall never, never, never be broken.

Who is He? I have been to hundreds of conventions. I have had the privilege and blessing of preaching the gospel of the Son of God to more

than thirteen millions of people in every part of the world, but this is the finest audience at a convention that I ever saw in my life. Nowlisten! Who is He? He is the One who went out into the Garden of God, picked a bouquet of the most beautiful flowers, and threw them down on this planet as a special token of His love. In all the valleys, and on the mountain sides, and in the gardens and the fence corners they blossomed the fragrant tulips and lilacs and primroses, and thousands of others. He is the One who walked up to an angel artist's easel, picked up the brush, and, with one sweep of His mighty hand, circled the storm-cloud with a rainbow as if He was running a many-colored ribbon through the garments of the storm. He was the One who, in the morning, with those same hands, pushed the gates open, without a creak, on their hinges, while the king of Day, with his royal retinue, drove Darkness back into its hiding, and turned glory over this planet, and gave us a new day. He is the One-He is the One-who took the notes of seraphs and covered them with feathers, and filled the forest with a chorus of ten thousand singers, while the angel messengers paused on their holy errands to listen to the music from another world; and then they picked up the notes and carried them back home. He is the OneHe is the One-who will sweep with His royal chariot across every battlefield of the world in triumph. He is the One-He is the One-who will pass in His royal garments through every

palace hall on earth. He will swing His mighty scepter over every crowned head on this planet, while the hosts angelic and the hosts redeemed rend the very skies with their hallelujahs as they say "He is the King of kings and Lord of lords, and He shall reign for ever and ever and ever. Hallelujah!"

COMING EVENTS CAST THEIR

SHADOWS BEFORE

REV. P. W. PHILPOTT

Pastor of the Gospel Tabernacle of Hamilton, Ontario, a church which he founded and has rebuilt four times, doubling its capacity with each rebuilding.

When the Convention Committee requested me to address you on "The Signs of the Times," I consented with some little feeling of hesitancy and diffidence, for this phase of the advent testimony is so vast and so important, and moreover, can so easily become controversial, that I would have liked had the task been undertaken by some of my brethren who I feel are much better qualified to present it than myself.

Godly men now fallen asleep and saintly men living and toiling with us have, probably without realizing it, made it very difficult for others to proclaim these glorious and solemn prophetic truths. Moved as they have been with the grandeur and importance of the subject and impressed with the very large place that it occupies in the New Testament, they have allowed themselves to be carried from their Scriptural moorings into forbidden waters, having forgotten, or ig