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On one occasion when William Dawson, the Yorkshire Preacher, was giving out a hymn, he suddenly stopped and said: "I was coming once through the town of Leeds, and saw a poor little half-witted lad rubbing at a brass plate, trying to rub out the name; but the poor lad did not know that the harder he rubbed the brighter it shone. Now, friends, sing: —

'Engraved as in eternal brass

The mighty promise shines;

Nor can the powers of darkness rase

Those everlasting lines.'"Then, as though he saw the devil rubbing, he said:

"Satan cannot rub it off —

'His hand hath writ the Sacred Word

With an immortal pen.'"

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KJV: And he spake to them a parable; Behold the fig tree, and all the trees;

WEB: He told them a parable. "See the fig tree, and all the trees.