Mr. Allen and George
were at the back of the room. There were no women there, for
although women were members as well as men, it was always an
understood thing at Tanner's Lane that they were to take no part in
the business of the community. Seven o'clock having struck, Mr.
Broad rose and said, "Let us pray." He prayed for about ten minutes,
and besought the Almighty to shed abroad His Holy Spirit upon them
for their guidance. As the chosen people had been brought through
the wilderness and delivered from the manifold perils therein, so
God, he hoped, would lead His flock then assembled, through the
dangers which encompassed them. Oh that they might be wise as
serpents and harmless as doves! Might they for ever cleave to the
faith once delivered to the saints! Might they never be led astray
to doubt the efficacy of the Blood of the Atonement once offered by
the Son of God! Might they, through their Saviour's merits, secure
at last an entrance into those mansions where all the saints of God,
those faithful souls whom He had elected as His own, of His own
eternal foreknowledge, would abide for ever, in full fruition of the
joys promised in His Word.
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