BY J. R. MILLERThere is always a sacredness about prayer. We instantly withdraw if unawares we sud- denly come upon one engaged in prayer. We are awed into reverence when we see any one, however humble, bowing in prayer. But the sight of Christ at prayer touches us with still deeper awe. We uncover our heads, and take off our shoes, and stand afar off in reverent hush while he bows before his Father and com- munes with him. Yet no figure is more fa- mihar in the Gospels than the Master at prayer.
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BY J. R. MILLER
There is always a sacredness about prayer. We instantly withdraw if unawares we sud- denly come upon one engaged in prayer. We are awed into reverence when we see any one, however humble, bowing in prayer. But the sight of Christ at prayer touches us with still deeper awe. We uncover our heads, and take off our shoes, and stand afar off in reverent hush while he bows before his Father and com- munes with him. Yet no figure is more fa- mihar in the Gospels than the Master at prayer.