The Power of Jesus' Name

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A missionary was traveling up the Congo River in Africa, and as evening drew on, he looked for a safe place to camp for the night. He had heard that there were cannibals in the area, and as the shadows of evening lengthened he was not a little concerned. “What will they do with me if they find me?” he thought.
Suddenly he heard voices of men and women singing, and as he listened closely, he made out the words of the grand old hymn of praise which he had sung in his homeland years before.
All hail the power of Jesus’ name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem
And crown Him Lord of all.
All his fear disappeared. He knew he was safe with friends. Rowing his boat to shore he walked over to where the natives were singing and joined them in their song of praise.
ML-12/31/1978