Suffer me to be the least among Thy true children rather than the chief among pretenders. They tell us there is as much of a tree under as above ground, and certainly it is so with a believer; his visible life would soon wither were it not for his secret life. The sons of God, the twice-born. I put no fine face upon it—you are not perfect, no, not one of you; for “All have sinned and come short of the glory of God.” One said to me when I was troubled, “Have you not a gracious God?” I answered, “Certainly