_An Example of the Evangelist’s Power in Painting Word Pictures._
Twenty-seven years ago with the Holy Spirit as my guide, I entered at the
portico of Geneses and went into the art gallery of the Old Testament,
where, on the wall, hung pictures of Enoch, Noah, Jacob, Abraham, Elijah,
David, Daniel and other famous prophets of old. Then I passed into the
music room of the Psalms, where the spirit swept the keyboard of my
nature and brought forth the dirge—like a wail of the weeping prophet,
Jeremiah, to the grand exultant strain of the 24th Psalm and where every
reed and pipe in God’s great organ of nature seemed to respond to the
tuneful harp of David, as he played for King Saul in his melancholy moods.
Next I passed into the business office of Proverbs, then into the chapel
of Ecclesiastes, where the voice of the preacher was heard; then over
into the conservatory of the songs of Solomon, where the Lily of the
Valley and the Rose of Sharon and sweet-scented spices perfumed my life.
Then I stepped into the prophetic room and saw through telescopes various
stars, some pointing to far-off stars and others to nearby stars, but all
concentrated upon the bright and Morning Star which was to rise above the
moon-lit hills of Judea, while shepherds guarded their flock by night.
From there I passed into the audience room and caught a vision of the King
from the standpoint of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. I then went into the
Acts of the Apostles, where the Holy Spirit was doing office work in the
formation of the Infant Church. From here I went to the correspondence
room where Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, Paul, Peter, James and Judah sat at
their desks, penning their epistles to the church. Then I passed last of
all into the throne room of Revelations and the king sitting high upon his
throne.