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OP Om.TALMAeG's VTASRNA L E KARMON ON SUNDAY. MAY Re. i .m i16" loam as m1o V, Are U4. sIeemp.th r de r Week meu see blt ImU Cke'- Uses oe anL e w 1wSi ..4b 5a.4 mmU * o be th cmmmg. WoooTsL, May 3.-Tim rev. T. IM I r , preaod at d in alk aulest east the ýf o in th o di tn ine ow tN hat **beginning: e w o p i rearj em a A d isdu asebr e.a , The tet was "I I wash myself t snow water, and should I cleans. Ehand in alkali, yet shalt thou me in the ditch, and mine own *shall abhor mae."-Job ix. 30, t. The eloquent preacher said: Albet Barnes-honored be his name .a earth and in heaven-went straight hack to the original writing of my ast, and translated it as I have now geoted it, giving substantial reasons Sr so dloing. Although we know better, the agieen had an idea that in snow water tIhee wias a special per io cleanse, and that a grment .e'Ssi eas clTn ld be; Wut if the plad. snow water failed to do its work, eon they would take lye or alkali and mai it with oil, and under that preparatio they felt that the last mpurity wold certainly be. gone. Job, in my text in most forceful sre sets forth the idea that all attempts to make himself pure bonGod were a dead failure, and that, unlem we are abluted bV sonie thing better than earthly 1:quids and .smiceal prparations, we are loath m.e and in the ditch. 'If I wash myself with snow water, and should I hanae my hands in alkali. yet shalt then plunge me in theditch, and mine 'i airli io'w siting for our pict im. I turn tbe cam' ra obhcurs of word full upn ou, and I pay t yotae. Shad t , e a Batter -- luoe Or s. it bi i rb UP6 ony a LeT a true one. The proll that ws ever taken was thre hundredand J..e compelled the - t t tall hli poflle so as to hide the net la his visloan. But since that aestion, three hundred and thirty yars before Christ, there have been a imt many profles. Shall I today sie you a one sided view of your mdl a prole, or shall it be a full hmgth portrait, showing you just whtyou are If God will help me by has lmihty graee, Ishall give en that latg o a picture. eAULTY IatLY TrCclrO. Whea I fist entered the ministry I .4 to write my sermons all out and d them, and run my hand along MI Uine let I should lose my place. I fe. hundreds of those manuscripts. mall I ever preach themr Never; for in those days I was somehow over aesead with the idea I heard talked ll around about, of the dignity of hu n nature, and I dopted the idea, ad I evolved it, and I illustrated it, ad I argued it; but coming on in e. and having seen more of the wed, and studied better my Bible, I ind that that early teaching was nulty, and that there is no dignity in uman nature, until it is recon slreted by th grace of God. Talk ahut vessels going to pieces on the Ubrries, off Ireland! There never was eb a shipwreck as in the Gihon and iheliddekel, riversof Eden, whereour let parents foundered. Talk of a Sassrner going down with five hundred ngger on board! Whkt is that to shipwreck of fourteen hundred soulst We are by nature a ame of uncleanness and putrefaction, hm which it takes all the ommlipo ess id inflnitude of God's grac Sui. "It I wash semvef with water, and should I cleanse my hns in alkali, yet shalt thou plus .. Q In he ditch, and my own cloth' 4M abhor me." N -iW21i r1O FIK APOtOGIES. _laurk .in the firt place, that some tI itry cleanse their soul of sin. snow water of fine apologies. Ese is one man who says: "I am a diner I confess that; but I inherited , 4y father was a sinner, my grnnd hther, my great-great-granufather ad all the way back to Adam, and i sealdn't help myself." My brother, e you not, every day in your life, added something to the original estate d uin that was bequeathed to youf LA you not brave euough to confess LMt you have sometimes surren dered to sin, which you ought to hve conqueredt I ask you whether it is fair play to put upon our meestry things for which we ourselves are personally respoiwdble? if your nature was askew when you C it, have you not sometimes given Sas additional twist? Will all the Ugbstones of those who have prpoed d a make a barriade high enough Ae eternal defensses I know a devout a hbo had blasphemous paren" I orw an honest man whose athr a thde. I know a pure man whose w awai of the streat. 2he Uro may be very eioag, Iudmeh thlnas sm inag im tMt I have a corrupt a why I shbould 01 our sm am ouBdt a e lnwY. anmy , al belio GOd 1M M bcA I -f hs aot It when es '-/ t.idly wOMl d to itw fellows have a cup of -Ae to drink;; o not pour your eas lato it In this matter of the aoeaI every man for himself. That those persons ae not fully responsible for your sin. I prove by the fact that you still consor with the You cannot get off by blaming them. Though you ?thr up all these apologies; though ther wrn a gpeat flood of them; though they should come down with the for, of the melting snows from Ltheno, they could not wash out one MaiD of your immortal soul. " w £353 Liin TArl OTHER PeOPI L" 8till further, some pernous polo gin for their sins by saying: "We ae a great deal better than some people. You me people all around about us that are a great deal worse than we." You stand up columnar in your integ rity, and look down upon those who are prstrate in their habits and crimes. What of that, my brother? If I failed through recklessness and wicked imprudence for ten thousand dollars, is the matter alleviated at all by the fact tlhat somebody else hai failed for one hundred thousand dol and somebody ele for two hun thousand dollarel Oh. no. If I have the neuralgia, shall I refuse medical attendance because my neigh bor has virulent yhoid feverl The (fat that his disease is worse than mme-does that cure lpinet If I, through my foolhardiness, leap off into ruin, does it break the fgil to know that others leap off a higher cliff into deeper darkness? When the Hudson river rail train went through the bridge at Spuyten Duyvil. did it alleviate the matter at all that instead of two or three people being hurt there were seventy-five mangled and crushed! Because others are depraved, is that any excuse for my depravity? Am I better than they? Perhaps they had worse temptations than I have had. Perhaps their surroundings in life were more 6verpowering. Perhaps, O man, if you had been under tle same rses of temptation, instead of stting here today, you would have been looking through the bars of a peuientiary. Prhaps, b womii, if . It hýd n dr power of ptation, is.ut of sitting here today. .-ou would be tramping the street, the laughing stock of mtn and the grief of the angels of God, duu keoiqed, body, minq at)R soul, in, the blackless of deaimr. Ah, do not let at solree ourselves with the thought that other people are worse than we. Perhaps in the future, when our for tunes may change, unless God prevents it, we may be worse than they are. Many a man after thirty years, after forty years. after flfty years, after sixty years, has gone to pieces on the sand bars. Oh! instead of wasting our time in ypereriticismabou' others, let us ask ourselves the quectlous, Where do we stand? What are our sins? What are our deficits? What are our perils? What our hopes? Let each one say to himself: "Where will I bet Shall I range in summery fields. or grind in the mills of a great night? Whereft Where?' Some winter morning you go out and see a snow bank in graceful drifts, as though by some heavenly compass it had been curved; and as the sun glints it the luster is almost insufferable, and it seems as if God had wrapped the earth in a shroud with white plaits woven in looms ce lestial. And you say: "Was there ever anything so pure as the snow, so beautiful as the snow?" But you brought a pail of that snow and put it upon the stove and melted it; and you found that there was a sediment at the bottom, and every drop of that snow water was riled; and you found that the snow bank had gathered up the impurity of the field, and that after all it was not tit to wash in. And so I say it will be if you try to gather up these contrasts and comparisons with others, and with these apologies at tempt to wash out the sins of your heart and life. It will be an unsuc cessful ablution. Such snow water will never gash sway a single stain of an immortal foul. "oo0b RHEIOLU.IO.." But I hear some one say: "I will try something befter than that. I will try the force of a good resolution. fat will be more pungent, morecaus tic, more extirpating, more cleansing. The snow water has failed, and now 1 will try the alkali of the good, strong resolution." My dear brother, have you any idea that a resolution about the future will liquidate the past Sup pose I owed you tive thousand dollars and I shouhl come to you to-morrow and say: "Sir, I will never run in debt to you again; if I should live thirty years, I will never run in debt to you again;" will you turn to me and say: "If you will not run in debt in the future, I will forgive you the five thousand dollars." Will you do thatl Nol Nor will God. We have been running up a long score of indebtednes with God. If for the future we should abstain from sin, that would be no defray. ment of paIst indebtedness. Though you should live from this time forth purse as an archangel before the throne, that would not redeem the put,. God, in the Bible. distinctly declares that he "will require that which is past" - past opportunities, past neglects, past wicked words, impure imaginations, p ev-ery The peat is a Brest eaeery` and everydayia burndi it n AnA here is a long row of thrs hundred and szty-ve raves. They are the dead days of re is a long row of three huandred ad .-Ave mOe mis, and they are th d e ds of And here is a long row of th ee sad i·tveZ mom mv. ad they re the ee days of I is a vt metaryof the p u. at GO willI rouse them all up with rwre S -onay blast, and te prisoner Smet face to face with jur and jde, motyou and I Ilhavetooe u pi d look upon those deprtd days I fioe f.ae, sulting la thter Istle or r in theifr . .frn. 4 'mosa WuLL OuT." "Kinder will out" Ls a myrth I 'iSrnv " r~~lrt hirde time In- agenst ir theaticaily a maa . faetuer was on the waj, with a bag of money, to pay off i hands. A man infuriated with hunger met him on the oad. and took a rail with a nail in it from a paling fence and struck him down, and the nail enter in the skull instantly slew him. Try years after that the murderer went k to that place. He passed Iato the grave yard. where the sexton was digging a grave, and while he ,tood there the spade of the sexton turned up a skull, and, lo1 the mur derer saw a nail protruding from the back part of the skull; and as the sex ton turned the skull, it seemed with hollow eyes to glare on the murderer; and he, first peerified with horror,stood In silence, but soon cried out. "Guilty I guiltyl 0 God!" The mystery of the crnme was over. The man was tried and executed. My friends, all the un pardoned sins of our lives, though we may think they are buried out of sight and gone into a mere skeleton of memory, will turn up in the cemetery of the past, and glower upon us with their misdoings. I say all our un prdoed sins, Oh, have you done the tiei.sterous thing of sulpIsoing that good resolutions for the future will wipe out the iast? Good resolutions though they may be puingeat and caustic as alkali, have no xpower to neutralize a sin, have no xlower to wash away a transgression. It wants something more thian earthly chem istry to do this. Yea, yea, though "I wash myself with speow water and should I'cleanse my hands in alkali, yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, al(d ninum nwn olrs.lo shIl :ullhnr nine." anu wIne ownI WII CIesIll IIU IuIr IIO ie. SIN NOT A FLOWERY PARTERRE. You see from the last part of this text tlhat Job's idea of sin was very different from that of Eugene Sue, or George Sand, or M1. J. Michelet, or any of the hundreds of writers who have done up iniquity ini mezzotint, and garlanded the wine cup with .= lantine and rosemary, and made the path of the libertine end in bowers of ease instead of on the hot flagging of eternal torture. Ypu sve that Job thinks that sin is not a flowery par terre; that it is not a tableland of fine prospects; that it is not njusic, <l ici iper, Voloncello, cadanet and pan dean wlst , alklpwking music together. No. He s hys It s a ditch, joug,l deep. loaithople, stenchful, and we &re all pluned into it, and there we wal-lo' and salk anIL struggle, hot ah!e to ge out Our robesof propriety and robes of worldly profession are saturated in the slime and abomination, and our soul, covered over with transgression, hates its covering, and the covering hbates the soul until we are plunged into the ditch, and owr own clothes abhor us. UNHOLY CARICATLRINGS. I know that some modern religion ids caricature sorrow forsin, and they make out an easier path than the "pil grims progress" that John Bunyan dreamed of. The road they travel does not stop where John's did, at the city of Destruction, but at the gate of the university; and I am very certain that it will not come out where John's did, under the shining ramparts of the celestial city. No repentance, no par don. If you do not. my brother, feel that you are down in the ditch, what do you want of Christ to lift you out? If you have no appreciation of the fact that you are astray, what do you want of him who came to seek and save that which was lost? Yonder is the City of Paris, the swiftest of the Inmans, coming across the Atlantic. The wind is abaft, so that she has not only her engines at work, but all sails up. I anm on board the Umbria Qf the Cunard line. The boat davits are swung around. The boat is lowered. I get into it with a red flag, and cross over to where the City of Paris is coming, and I wave the flag. The captain looks off from the bridge, and says: "What do you want?" I reply: "I come to take some of your passengers across to the other vessel; I think they will be safer and happier there." The cap tain would look down with indigna tior anld say: "QCt out of the way, or I will run 'ou down." And then I would back oars, amidst the jeerirU of two or three hundred people look ing over thg taffrail. But the Umbria and the City o( Paris meet un der differegt circumstances after a 4 hile. The City of Ptaris is coming out of a Cyclone; the life boats are smashed- the bulwarks gone; the vessel rapidly going down. The boatswain gives his last whistle of despairing command. The passengers run up and down the deck. and some pray, and all make a great outcry. The captain says: "You have about fifteen minutes now to prepare for the next world." "No hope '" sounds from stem to stern and from the ratlines down to the cabin. I see the distress. I am let down by the side of the U'nbria. I push off as fast as I can toward the sink ing City of Paris. Before I conic up people are leaping into the water in their anxiety to get to the boat, and when I have swung up under the side of the City of Paris, the frenziedl .s sengers rush through the gangway until the officers, with ax and clubs and pistols, try to keep back the crowd, each wanting his turn to come next. There is but one life boat, and they all want to get into it, and the cry is: "Me nextl me nextl" You see the application before I make t. As long as a man going on in his sin feels that all is well, that he is coming out at a beautiful port, and has all sail set, he wants no Christ, he wants no help, he wants no rescue; but if under the fash of God's convicting pirit be shall me that by reason odn he is dbmetd and waterloged. and going down Into the trough rth: se where he eanot live, how soon he puts the ma glu to his eye and swes the horom, sad at the ast siap d help oris outs " want to bie vaed. I want to be saved now. I want to be saved foeer." No sense of danger, om appUsdos for rescue. OR, VoS A 0mis or 5arrULJUSI Oh, that God's eternal spirit would dash upon us sense of our sinfulness The Bible taI the story in letters of tan, but we gt usd to it. We jo) about sin. We make merry ovw e ' tIs dlata bI s l ti lSt 3 is a vampire that is out lit. blood of your immortal SIt is a Bastile that no earthly hy ever unlocked. Sint It isep tiation from God and heaven. Saint It is and larceny against the Al mighty for the Bible asks the quee tios: Will a man rob God"r' aswer ing it in the affirmative. This Gospel is a writ of rlevin to recover prop ert unlawfully detained from God. In the Shetland Islands there is a man with leprosy. The hollow of the foot has swollen until it is flat on the ground. The joints begin to fall away. The ankle thikens until it looks like the footof a wild beast. A stare un natural comes to the eye. The nostril is constricted. The voice drops to an almost inaudible horseness. Tubercles blotch the whole body, and from them there comes an exudation that is un bearable to the beholder. That is lep rosy, and we have all got it unless cleansed by th6 grace of God. See Le viticus. See II Kings. See Mark. See Luke. #tee fifty Bible allusions and confirmations. ".L-0 --1 - The Bible is not complimentary in its language. It does not speak tminc ingly about our sins. It does not talk apologetically. There is no vermilion in its style. It does not cover up our transgressions with blooming nmeta phor. It does not sing about them in weak falsetto; but it thtpders out: "The imagiqation of man s heart is evil from his youth." "Every one has gone back HIe has altogether be come filthy. he is abominable and filthy, and drinketh in iniquity like water." And then the Lord Jesus Christ flings down at our feet this hu miliating catalogue: "Out of theheart of Imen proceed evil thoughts, adulter ies, fornication, murders, thefts, blas phemy." There is a text for your rationalists to preach from. Oh, the dignity of human naturel There is an element of your science of man that the anthropologist never has had the courage yet to toqch; and the Bible, in all the ins and outs of t most forceful style, sets forth our niL ural pollution, and represents iniquity as a frightfptl thing, as an exhausting thing, k a loathsotle thing. It is not a mere bemiring of the feet. it is pot l iimere LefouJin of flie hands; it as going down. bead and ears under, in a ditch. until ,tir clothes abhor us. W» )ItUbT RI.E ABOVE 861. My bretiren, shall we Itay down where sint thrusts us? shall not if you do. We cannot afford to. I have today to tell you that there is some thing Ipurer than snow water, some thing more pungent than alkali, and that is the blood of Jesus Christ that cleanseth from aill sin. Ay, the river of salvation, bright, crystalline and heaven born, rushes through this audience with billowy tidlo strong enough to wash your sins completely and forever away. 0 Jesus, let the ialm that holds it back now break, and the floods of salvation roll over us. Let the water and the blood. From thy sie a healng flourl, Be of sin the double cure, save from wrath and make me pure eIt us get down on both knees and bathe in that flood of mercy. Ay, strike out with both hands and try to swim to the other shoreof this river of God's grace. To you is the word of this salvation sent. Take this largess of the divine bounty. Though you have gone down in the deepest ditch of libidinous desire and corrupt be havior, though you have sworn all blasphemies until there is not one sint ful word left for you to speak, though you have been submerged by the transgressions pf a Iifetime, though you are so far down in your sin that no earthly help can touch your case the Lord Jesus Christ bends over you today, and offers you his right hand, proposing to lift you up, first making you whiter than snow,andthen raisin. you to glories that never die. "Billy, ' said a Christian bootblack to another, "when we come up to heaven it won't make any difference that we've been bootblacks here, for we shall get in, not somehow or other, but, Billy, we shall get straight through the gate." O04 it you only .e% Fow full and fre and tenderi-s the offer Qf Christ, this day, you would all take him with oht one single exception; and if all the doors of this house tere locked save one, and you were compelled to make cgress by only one door. and I stood there and questioned you, and the Gospel of Christ had made the right impression upon your heart to day, you would answer me as you went out, one and all: "Jesus is mine, and I am his!" Oh, that this might be the hour when you would receive himl It is not a Gospel merely for footpads and vagrants and buc caneers; it is for the highly polished and the educated and the refined as well. "Except a man be born again, he cannot see the king dom of God." Whatever may be your associations, and whatever your worldly refinements, I must tell you, as before God I expect to answer in the last day, that if you are not changed by the grace of God, you ame still down in the ditch of sin, in the ditch of sorrow, in the ditch of con demnation a ditch that empties into a deeper ditch, the ditch of the lost. But blessed be God for the lifting, cleans ing, lustrating power of his opel. Tbhe voe of free grac crieS, beap to tse hoea. For all thsa belle,, Chral hi opeus tmt HIlldutjalu Ito the Iamb w hs bueght Iu our We'U prais him aglst wbmea ame v.ar Jmdan. Uuler the Groeud. Two weeks ago Byron Roberson, a colored man, living near the cemetery, brought us a piece of charred or rot ten wood which he mid was a luip from a log found in a well lie was digging. This log extended ia'row the well at a ditance of fir, v-four feet below te surface. 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