Faith is above all other graces; it honors God and brings blessings to the individual. The average preacher don’t pray much more than five minutes each day; the average churchgoer not more than three minutes. If we got what was coming to us—it’d be Hell for all of us. A TRIP THROUGH THE BIBLE WITH BILLY SUNDAY. _An Example of the Evangelist’s Power in Painting Word Pictures._ Twenty-seven years ago with the Holy Spirit as my guide, I entered at the portico of Geneses and went into the art gallery of the Old Testament, where, on the wall, hung pictures of Enoch, Noah, Jacob, Abraham, Elijah, David, Daniel and other famous prophets of old. Then I passed into the music room of the Psalms, where the spirit swept the keyboard of my nature and brought forth the dirge—like a wail of the weeping prophet, Jeremiah, to the grand exultant strain of the 24th Psalm and where every reed and pipe in God’s great organ of nature seemed to respond to the tuneful harp of David, as he played for King Saul in his melancholy moods. Next I passed into the business office of Proverbs, then into the chapel of Ecclesiastes, where the voice of the preacher was heard; then over into the conservatory of the songs of Solomon, where the Lily of the Valley and the Rose of Sharon and sweet-scented spices perfumed my life. Then I stepped into the prophetic room and saw through telescopes various stars, some pointing to far-off stars and others to nearby stars, but all concentrated upon the bright and Morning Star which was to rise above the moon-lit hills of Judea, while shepherds guarded their flock by night. From there I passed into the audience room and caught a vision of the King from the standpoint of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. I then went into the Acts of the Apostles, where the Holy Spirit was doing office work in the formation of the Infant Church. From here I went to the correspondence room where Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, Paul, Peter, James and Judah sat at their desks, penning their epistles to the church. Then I passed last of all into the throne room of Revelations and the king sitting high upon his throne. DEFENDS DIVINE ORIGIN OF THE BIBLE. If the Bible were the dreams of men, it would have gone down long ago. But it still stands like a light-house, shining out into the darkness, surrounded by thousands of dead birds, which have battered their brains out, knocking it. The biggest fool today is the man who sneers at the word of God. God’s word can’t be overthrown. It is too hard for the tooth of time and will last forever. God’s plan in the beginning was that man should never die and that no man should ever work. Now, because of sin, white or black, Christian or skeptic, civilized or savage, it’s work for you or over the hills to the poor house.