Ponola [sic] weekly register. (Ponola [sic], Miss.) 1843-1843, 1843-07-01
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THAT NC may be sensible ofthe obi
gations we are under for the joyful IL
dings announced in,the fext, LEI us lcok
back 10 that stafless night when the
song Of salvation was first sung over
this dying world. 1t was all "a moral
waste. It was { valley of dry bones,
whereno voice was heard, where not a
breath was heard, nor the least symp.
tom Of spiritual life was TO be discover
cd, Throughout this mighty .eemetry.-
Darkness thicker than Egyptian, brood.
cd over all. The world was lying in
wickedness. Vice in all its forms eve
ry where prevailed; impiety and idola-
try reigned throughout all the habita-
lions Of men. Intestine divisions; war
and bloodshed; Indebtedness and mise
~, as their natural offspring, from the
dark picture Of that blighted age. The
bends Of society were all broken down
mutual confidence was destroyed; and
man became the enemy of man. And
these balelul effects Of The moral death
-whicA pervaded all ranks and classes OF
men, were emblems Of that infinitely
more awful, that sentence of eternal
death which hung over our guilty and
ruined race. This formed the climax
of human misery, The wretchedness
Of such a life was 70 be followed by an
fndaitsiy more dwfute wrei6hoJness in
future. The feuds, and contention, and
strife, and tarn1oil, which rendered So
citly curse upon earth, were precur-
sors of allthe inconceivable and unend.
ing miseries Of The second death In q
world Of woe. Nor in this situation,
was there any prospect of reform. All
the efforts Of ther wisost and most dis.
tingdished Philosophers had proved in
efeciual and vain. Man was growing
worse and worse, aad had there been no
other remedy than was to be found in
bis own DO ON, here wouM have been
an end to all peace and happiness on
earth, and our everlasting perditon had
been sealed. But dawn of light now
shot across this gloomy waste. While
all was ruin here below, mercy was me-
wing in the bosom Of The Most High; and
the period Of lis wondroos exhibition
had now arrived. As an emblem of its
approach, all for q momant was siill.--
The shadows Of The night oyerhung the
slumbenng world. The hocks were re-
ching al case on their grassy bed, and
the shepherds seqnestered from the cor
ripping influence Of human society, were
keeping their nightly waich--and 10! a
voice breaks 10 sweetly upon the ear
/; was the voice Of mercy. 1t was an
Angels song; Behold | bring you good
tidngs of great joy which shalt be Unto
all people for unto you is born This day
inlhe cilyof David, Savior, who, &c.
And were you duly sensible Of the mis-
cry Of your condition, and Of the grand
Objects accomplished by this Saviour,
what joy would now thrill your bosoms,
while you have heard fresh annuncia-
ton of these glad lidings. Every bIes-
sing Of this life; your deliverance from
he'll and the preferred glories of eterni-
ty, are all Tho fruits Of his purchases
And how immense was the price of thia
purchase, we are reminded by the re-
turn Of service Of this day--this ami
yersary. While the heavenly hesisa are
cxultng atthe prospect of our deliver.
ance, and crying glory to God 10 the
highest, peace on earth and god will
TO men, the only begotten Of this Holy
one is lying despised babe in Beihle-
hem; has had his birth in a stable. il
Graded in manger, and thus commen.
ced his course Of ignominy, suiferingand
sorrow for a rebeiiions world which ter
minated in the tragic scene displayed
on calvary, when the earth was shaken
and the rocks were rent, by the convul-
aise threes Of their dying Creator.--
Such vas The price of yoar redemption,
and what vas your condition when such