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 spiritual substance  is  more  precious  in  the  sight  of God  than  the  whole  material  universe. So beautiful indeed  is  she  that  God  has  said  He  loves  to  come and dwell  in  the  souls  of  men. And my  soul  feels  the dignity of  her  nature. She spurns  this  world  and  its honors as  unworthy  of  her,  and  turns  to  God  as  the one and  only  being  worthy  of  her  love. She knows her high  destiny;  that  she  has  been  created  to know  and  enjoy  God  forever. So whether  she  will or no,  she  is  forced  to  exclaim  with  the  Psalmist: " As  the  famished  and  hunted  stag  thirsts  after  the fountains  of  water,  so  do  I  thirst  and  pant  after  Thee, my  God." Again, let  me  go  down  into  hell  and  ask Satan what  is  the  value  of  my  soul. "Value!" he cries, "  I  would  give  ten  thousand  worlds  for  one  human soul.  Night  and  day,  and  day  and  night,  I  roam the  world  seeking  souls.  All  the  schemes  and  artifices which  the  malice  of  an  angelic  intelligence  can devise  I  employ  to  entrap  these  precious  souls. Value!  Why,  your  soul  is  so  precious  that  in  the hope  of  gaining  it  I  would  and  do  defy  and  contend with  the  power  of  almighty  God  Himself." Finally, let me  turn  to  God  and  ask  what  is  the  value  of  my soul? Ah! if God  had  never  created  but  one  human soul, my  own  for  instance,  He  would  still  have  done as much  to  gain  it  to  Himself  as  He  has  done  to  gain all mankind. He would  have  created  the  earth  and heavens; the  sun,  moon,  and  stars,  and  all  the  glory thereof, for  my  individual  use. He would  have  held out to  me  all  those  favors  and  graces  He  now  pours out to  all. He would  have  come  down  from  heaven