Into my sorrow, bondage, and night
JESUS has come; JESUS has come;
Bringing His gladness, freedom, and light
JESUS has come to me.

Into my sickness bringing His health,
Into my poverty bringing His wealth,
Into my sin to bear it Himself,
JESUS has come to me.

Yes, into a heart and mind hopelessly blacked out and utterly crushed, came One who Himself had been crushed; and when He came, darkness changed to day, and the life that had been ruined was restored. I would that it were possible to present that crushed Man of Gethsemane, who restored my soul, to every broken, bleeding, despairing heart in this appalling age! He alone is the solution to our problems, the answer to our quest.

Back in 1944, when our nation was engaged in a World War, the author of this pamphlet sought to bless and calm readers hearts and minds. His audience was certainly limited to a few hundred - if not maybe a thousand. Now it is certain that this dear missionary is with His Lord, and the words he wrote are long forgotten. Yet, his book was preserved by a dear old minister who hoped that one day the words would find new life. Before his quest could be realized, he too, laid down his armor and went to be with his Saviour.

His dear wife, wishing to continue that dream of her dear husband, by faith, placed them in the hands of a green, wet-behind-the-ears young Bible student over twenty years ago. No doubt she also has joined her husband in the presence of the saints in heaven.

Today, I type. Believing in my spirit that this is the work to which my blessed Lord has called me, to bring these old uncopyrighted, out-of-print treasures to a virtually unlimited audience. May they bless hearts again, even as they once did.

So, beloved readers of these precious treasures, read on and be blessed!