Paul has a classical passage in which he shows that those who have passed through experiences such as these, have themselves '_risen with Christ into newness of life_.' _Risen with Christ!_ They have found _the Resurrection_! _Newness of life!_ They have found _the Life_! In his _Death in the Desert_, Browning describes the attempts that were made to revive the sinking man. It seemed quite hopeless. The most that he would do was-- To smile a little, as a sleeper does, If any dear one call him, touch his face-- And smiles and loves, but will not be disturbed. Then, all at once, the boy who had been assisting in these proceedings, moved by some swift inspiration, sprang from his knees and proclaimed a text: '_I am the Resurrection and the Life!_' As if by magic, consciousness revisited the prostrate form; the man opened his eyes; sat up; stared about him; and then began to speak. A wondrous virtue seemed to lurk in the majestic words that the boy recited. By that virtue Sydney Carton, Frank Bullen, and a host of others passed from death into life everlasting. V I began by saying that it is a great thing--a very great thing--to be able to save those you love by dying for them. I close by stating the companion truth. It is a great thing--a very great thing--to have been died for. On the last page of his book Dickens tells us what Sydney Carton would have seen and said if, on the scaffold, it had been given him to read the future. 'I see,' he would have exclaimed, 'I see the lives for which I lay down my life--peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy--in that England which I shall see no more. I see her with a child upon her bosom who bears my name. I see that I hold _a sanctuary_ in all their hearts, and in the hearts of their descendants, generations hence. I see her, an old woman, weeping for me on the anniversary of this day. I see her and her husband, their course done, lying side by side in their last earthly bed; and I know that each was not more honored and held sacred in the other's soul than I was in the souls of both!' 'I see that I hold _a sanctuary in all their hearts_!'--it is a lovely phrase. It is a great thing--a very great thing--to have been died for! Wherefore let each man be at some pains to build in his heart a sanctuary to Him who, for us men and for our salvation, laid down His life with a song! V EBENEZER ERSKINE'S TEXT I