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One day President Lincoln and a friend were waling together in a field, when they found a little bird fluttering in the grass. It had fallen out of its nest in the bushes and could not get back again. The great gentle hearted man stopped in his walk, stooped down, and picked up the little thing, and put it back into its place.
If it is a noble deed for a great man to lift a fluttering bird back into its place; if even helping one fainting robin unto his nest again is enough to redeem a life from uselessness, what work of high honor is it to help a fainting human soul back into its nest of faith and love in the bosom of God! That is the work of Christ is doing continually. That is what he wants us to do when we find a soul that has fallen out of its place of trust and peace. And there are many of them. They need a human hand to come and take them up and lift them into faith’s confidence.