“Never a day is given
But it tones the after years,
And it carries up to heaven
Its sunshine or its tears;
While the tomorrows stand and wait–
The silent mutes by the outer gate.”
Anybody can be a Christian on Sunday. It is not hard to have holy thoughts and heavenward aspirations and longings for communion with God, while we are amid devout worshippers whose hearts are all aflame with love for Christ. It is not hard to be sweet tempered, and to feel kindly and unselfish when we are sitting in the church, listening to a good sermon, joining in an inspiriting hymn, or bowing in prayer. It ought not to be hard for us to be good amid the holy influences which belong to the holy day.
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