Pristine Grace

True Faith
by Henry Mahan

    True faith throbs in a man's pulse, it looks out of his eyes, it lights up his countenance, it softens his touch, it mellows his voice, it bows his head, it bends his knee, it opens his hand, it soft-pedals his tongue, it breaks his heart, it orders his steps, and it gives him a hearing ear.  He lives for Christ; and, if necessary, he would die for Him.