No longer does the voice of God, as it is reputed once to have done, drum across the sky in the sound of storm or make a friendly whisper in the wilderness. Angels come to earth no more and the night is never filled now with the strange chime of their singing. But last week the voice of one of God's servants ran through the sky like an invisible lightening, came, out of many boxes, into the parlors of many U. S. homes. God's servant, Dr. Harry Emerson Fosdick, was preaching his sermon through...
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