Many years ago I entered the wonderful temple of God's revelation. I entered the portico of Genesis and walked down through the Old Testament art gallery where the pictures of Adam, Noah, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, Joshua, Samuel, David, and Daniel hung on the wall. I entered the music room of the Psalms where the Spirit swept the key-board of nature and brought forth the dirge-like wail of the "weeping prophet" Jeremiah, to the grand impassioned strains of Isaiah, until it seemed that every reed and harp in God's great organ of nature responded to the tuneful touch of David the sweet singer of Israel. I entered the chapel of Ecclesiastes where the voice of "the Preacher" was heard, and into the conservatory of Sharon, and the "filly of the Valley's" sweet scented spices filled and perfumed my life. I entered the business office of Proverbs and passed into the observatory room of the prophets where I saw many telescopes of various sizes, some pointing to far off events but all concentrating on the "Bright and Morning Star" which was to rise over the moon-lit hills of Judea for our salvation. I entered the audience room of the "King of Kings'' and caught a vision from the standpoint of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John: Passed into the Acts of Apostles where the Holy Spirit was doing his office work in the formation of the infant church, and into the correspondence room where sat Paul, Peter, James, Jude, and John penning their epistles. I stepped into the throne of Revelation where all towered into glittering peaks, and I got a vision of the King seated upon His throne in all His glory, and I cried,

"All hail the power of Jesus' name!

Let angels prostrate fall;

Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown Him Lord of all."

TRUTH MAGAZINE X: 12, p. 8 September 1966