July
25th, 1963 “The
Song of the Heart” Late
Mr. N. Daniel
Psalm 137
Vs. 4 “How shall
we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land?”
The
Jews were musicians. They were great singers. They developed singing but they
also developed a sense of God's presence. They could not sing just anywhere.
They were being taken captive to Babylon.
They took their harps with them. They were asked to sing. But they would not.
They hung their harps on the trees. They said that their songs belonged to Zion and that they
belonged to God. They would not sing their song in a strange land. They could
not sing in a place where God's presence was not felt. We cannot go and pray
everywhere. There are places of darkness. In certain places you may try and try
but it is difficult to get into the spirit of prayer. Some of our consecrated
girls say they cannot pray when they go home. Parents are angry about it. There
is however one truth. Where God's presence is absent there you cannot pray. We
used to experiment with oxygen. If you put a red hot splinter into a jar of
oxygen, it immediately begins to burn. If you put it in a jar of nitrogen, the
little glow will disappear. You cannot pray everywhere. In the company of God's
children, the red hot splinter will burst into a flame. I was reading a
magazine. There it said, 'We will get employed in a town where a brethren group
is.' It is correct. They are a praying group. When I was a boy, I used to watch
them sing. They loved to sing a lot. When I grew in spirit I felt like singing
too. I like the prayer of certain groups. They are like jars containing oxygen.
Now
we are going to Tambaram. We want many of you there.
Your presence will add to the intensity of the oxygen for red hot splinters to
burst into a flame. Your presence is of help. Do not say, 'I am
not preaching; nor am I on the platform. So why should I be there?' But your
heart is one with us, your thoughts are a help. You are a light by your
thoughts. Jesus came into this world and He is the thought of God. Wherever He
went that thought shone forth to all around. It saturated the house of Lazarus
with the thought of God.