or suiting them to the canons of human eloquence.  ‘They cried unto God in the battle’; whilst the enemy’s swords were flashing and the arrows whistling about their ears.  These were circumstances to make a prayer a ‘cry’; no composed and stately utterance of an elegantly modulated voice, nor a languid utterance without earnestness, but a short, sharp, loud call, such as danger presses from panting lungs and parched throats.  Therefore the cry was answered, ‘and He was entreated of them.’  ’Lord, save us, we perish!’ was a very brief prayer, but it brought its answer.  And so we, in like manner, may go through our warfare and work, and day by day as we encounter sudden bursts of temptation may meet them with sudden jets of petition, and thus put out their fires.  And the same help avails for long-continuing as for sudden needs.  Some of us may have to carry lifelong burdens and to fight in a battle ever renewed.  It may seem as if our cry was not heard, since the enemy’s assault is not weakened, nor our power to beat it back perceptibly increased.  But the appeal is not in vain, and when the fight is over, if not before, we shall know what reinforcements of strength to our weakness were due to our poor cry entering into the ears of our Lord and Brother.  No other ‘name’ is permissible as our plea or as recipient of our prayer.  In and on the name of the Lord we must call, and if we do, anything is possible rather than that the promise which was claimed for the Church and referred to Jesus, in the very first Christian preaching on Pentecost, should not be fulfilled—­’Whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be saved.’

‘In every place.’  We may venture to subject the words of my text to a little gentle pressure here.  The Apostle only meant to express the universal characteristics of Christians everywhere.  But we may venture to give a different turn to the words, and learn from them the duty of devout communion with Christ as a duty for each of us wherever we are.  If a place is not fit to pray in it is not fit to be in.  We may carry praying hearts, remembrances of the Lord, sweet, though they may be swift and short, contemplations of His grace, His love, His power, His sufficiency, His nearness, His punctual help, like a hidden light in our hearts, into all the dusty ways of life, and in every place call on His name.  There is no place so dismal but that thoughts of Him will make sunshine in it; no work so hard, so commonplace, so prosaic, so uninteresting, but that it will become the opposite of all these if whatever we do is done in remembrance of our Lord.  Nothing will be too hard for us to do, and nothing too bitter for us to swallow, and nothing too sad for us to bear, if only over all that befalls us and all that we undertake and endeavour we make the sign of the Cross and call upon the name of the Lord.  If ’in every place’ we have Him as the object of our faith and desire, and as the Hearer of our petition, in ‘every place’ we shall have Him for our help, and all will be full of His bright presence; and though we have to journey through the wilderness we shall ever drink of that spiritual rock that will follow us, and that Rock is Christ.  In every place call upon His name, and every place will be a house of God, and a gate of heaven to our waiting souls.