Cong Fang

— Martyn Lloyd Jones

“The only man who is called to preach is the man who cannot do anything else. Preachers are born, not made. You will never teach a man to be a preacher if he is not already one. The chief thing that make the preacher is the love of God, the love of souls, a knowledge of the Truth, and the Holy Spirit within you.”

Joseph Hart:

Many woes had Christ endured,
Many sore temptations met,
Patient, and to pains inured:
But the sorest trial yet
Was to be sustain’d in thee,
Gloomy, sad Gethsemane !

Came at length the dreadful night:
Vengeance, with its iron rod,
Stood, and with collected might
Bruised the harmless Lamb of God:
See, my soul, thy Saviour see
Prostrate in Gethsemane !

There my God bore all my guilt:
This, through grace, can be believed;
But the horrors which he felt
Are too vast to be conceived:
None can penetrate through thee,
Doleful, dark Gethsemane !

Sins against a holy God,
Sins against his righteous laws,
Sins against his love, his blood,
Sins against his name and cause,—
Sins immense as is the seal
Hide me, O Gethsemane !

Here’s my claim, and here alone;
None a Saviour more can need :
Deeds of righteousness I’ve none;
No,-not one good work to plead:
Not a glimpse of hope for me,
Only in Gethsemane.

Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
One almighty God of love,
Hymn’d by all the heavenly host
In thy shining courts above,
We adore thee, gracious Three,—
Bless thee for Gethsemane.

他们清清楚楚地念神的律法书，讲明意思，使百姓明白所念的。
They read from the book, from the Law of God, clearly, and they gave the sense, so that the people understood the reading.