Contributed by Robert Travis on Aug 7, 2001
Never did a young man display a brighter promise, but broke down more pathetically.
THE RICH YOUNG RULER
And, behold, one came and said unto him, Good Master, what good thing shall I do, that I may have eternal life? And he said unto him, Why callest thou me good? there is none good but one, that is, God: but if thou wilt enter into life, keep the commandments. He saith unto him,