The prayer-leader, himself much moved, bent over and seized him by the arm.
'Look to Jesus, Tom.

Lay hold on the Saviour.

Don't think of your sins; they're done away i' th' blood o' the Lamb.

Howd Him fast.
Say, "I believe," and the Lord ull deliver yo.' With a cry, the great hulking lad sprang to his feet, and clasped his arms above his head-- 'I do believe--I will believe.

Help me, Lord Jesus.