FOOD FOR THE LAMBS; OR, HELPS FOR YOUNG CHRISTIANS. BY CHAS. E. ORR, Author of "Christian Conduct," "The Gospel Day," etc. * * * * * "Feed my lambs."--_Bible_. * * * * * Reprinted 1980 PREFACE. There is much more I should like to write, but I do not think a large book is accepted by the general reader as readily as a smaller one. So lest this grows to too great a size, I have concluded to close it with what I now have written. The selections I have made from other writers are "Spiritual Declension," "Seek First the Kingdom of God," "Stirring the Eagle's Nest," "The Little Foxes," "On Dress," "Victory," and the poems "The Solitary Way," "Sometime," and the closing. I pray that the sayings of this little volume will animate many a soul to a higher, nobler, holier life. Although it is written to young Christians, it may do some good to older saints. I hope it will. I commit it to the public with no other motive than to do good. CHAS. E. ORR. Federalsburg, Md., Sept. 15, 1904. CONTENTS Introduction Mortality Feeding the Lambs Who Are Christ's Lambs Food for the Lambs On Fruit Bearing A Gazing-Stock The Will God Our Guide _The Word Our Guide_ _The Spirit's Impressions_ _God's Providences_ Fragrance Seek First the Kingdom Prayer Meditation Reverie (Poem) A Theater Rest of the Soul Happiness of Life (Poem) The Hidden Life Consciousness of God's Presence Reflection Becoming Love of Home Victory The First Love The Little Foxes Spiritual Declension Diligence Lowliness On Dress The Elixir of Life Rules for Every-Day Life A Holy Life A Solitary Way (Poem) Stirring the Eagle's Nest Some Things You Should Not Do Purity Means for Growth Lay Hold of Eternal Life Crucifixion of Self Love Not the World Have a Care (Poem) Affinities The Guardian Angel Fledging the Wings Some Time (Poem) The Precious Ointment The Tree of Life Eternity Nearer to Thee (Poem) Conclusion Closing Exhortation INTRODUCTION. Out upon the sea of human life sails many a bark. But, alas! how few are sailing tranquil waters. Ascend with me to some solitary height and let us take a view of the innumerable human crafts as they sail out upon life's broad ocean. Many are being tossed to and fro upon the angry billows. Hope is almost gone. As they look forward into the distance all is dark and uncertain. In the early days of their voyage all was peaceful. They looked out over the broad expanse and saw only calm, contented waters, and hope beamed bright. They fancied themselves anchoring, in a ripe old age, in a beautiful haven of rest somewhere behind the setting sun. But they sailed only in the strength of human art. Storms unexpected arose, and winds adverse beat upon them.