Through lands that were dark Being a record of a year's missionary journey in Africa and Madagascar

South Africa exercises a great charm over those who visit it. It is a land of sunshine. An unkind critic has described it as “a land of trees without shade, rivers without water...

Up to this stage the narrative of travel has taken us through districts in which the London Missionary Society has laboured in days gone by. We shall now visit the stations wher...

The crown of the work of the L. M. S. in South Africa is the Tiger Kloof Native Institution. Ten years ago the site on which its buildings now stand was bare veldt. To-day it is...

After four and a-half months spent in South Africa, where the Native Church has been planted for a century, I proceeded north to Central Africa, where missionary work is in its...

Arise, shine; for thy light is come, and the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee. For, behold, darkness shall cover the earth, and gross darkness the peoples; but the Lord shal...

Earth has not anything to show more fair; Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of t...

It was not until 1870 that the L. M. S. established its first country station in Madagascar. In that year Dr. Sibree founded a residential station at Ambohimanga, the ancient ca...

The glad Dawn sets his fires upon the hills, Then floods the valley with his golden light, And, triumphing o’er all the hosts of night, The waiting world with new-born rapture f...

Spread the Light! Spread the Light! Till earth’s remotest bounds have heard The glory of the Living Word; Till those that see not have their sight; Till all the fringes of the n...