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who at the close of life can say, was not
disobedient to the heavenly vision.
This admirable discourse, as clear and
strong as it was simple and satisfying in
its method of presentation, closed with the
following address to the graduating class
who rose to receive it.
ADDRESS TO THE CLASS.
Gentlemen Of tie Grdduating Class. 1t
is expressly declared in Scripture that in
these latter days, young men shall see
visions. This is one of the privileges, and
one of the greatest privileges of youth. To
your truth comes in the tinted and glorifed
forms of q vision rather than in thesdry
light of philosophy. Therein lies forSyou
the possibility of enthusiasm, and generous
faith, and noble ambition. During these
years past, while you have been faithfully
accomplishing the formal and perceptivc
part of your education with such guidance
and help as we could render, the Divine
Spirit has been carrying on another part of
it, in which we have had no share, opening
the eyes of your spiritual understanding to
behold truths far out of reach for your
natural powers. And now that yon have
satisfactorily endured all our questioning
and have fairly won the academic honors
which you are soon to receive, there is
another question more important and far
reaching, which you must answer to your
selves and to God-haye you obcycd the
heavenly vision?
Itwould be a wrong inference from what
| have been saying to suppose that your
long and laborious education has given
you no advantage over other men in the
handling of religious truth. To stop the
mouths of infdcls and scoflcrs, to remove
the objections to the truth in the minds of
the candid and thoughtful, to persuade
men to come out of the darkness of evil
doing into the light where Gods truth
shines-these and other possible services
will always occupy and dignity cultivated
intellect. And here and there over the
land where the providence of God may
place you, we shall expect to hear that
every one of you is rendering good service
in this cause. You may always be sure that
the old college will not lose sight of you,
and that we shall be proud and happy when
we hear of your success. But after all,
remember-and especially because of the
temptation to intellectual pride, remember
that as the sun rises and shines so gentle
and simple alike, so the light of saving
| truth beams as directly upon the simplest
and humblcst of Gods children as upon
you. Do not therefore, be ashamed of OBJ
vious truths. Do not reject them to think
you must amend them because they are
common to you and to inferior minds. Be
not ashamed of Jesus Christ because the
poor believe in him and some of the rulers
| do not. The most obvious truths are often
| the most important ones. Do not set your
scientific intellect to keep watch and ward
against all truth that comes not that way.
Open way through your heart lso; keep
your whole nature open to heavenly visi-
tants. Your natural associations will be
with men of culture, but keep close also to
men who have warm hearts, and sanity
characters, men of sympathy and faith and
prayer
And so the day long hoped for, when
your last college lesson should be over, has
come. 1t seems to be my duty, my pain
full and yet pleasant duty, to give you your
last lesson, painful because it is the last
and yet pleasant because words spoken at
this hour are likely to be long remembered.
Let the lesson, then, be ths-and my col
leagues will all join me in saying that we
were never so anxious to impress Il lesson
deeply and indelibly upon your minds, as
this :."Be not disobedient unto, the heavenly
VISION
The service closed, after prayer by the
following Hymn, which appeared in Serb
ner's "Hcurs at Home" with this introduce
ton: .-a','
COME TO ME.
Oh when wilt thou come to me ? Ps 1Ol 9.
We are indebted to Hon. George p. Marsh,
our Minister TO Italy, for this exquisite hymn.
We cannot refrain from giving his estimate OF
1t.
'"rhe enclosed hymn, which consider one Of
the most beautiful and artlstically perfect reli-
gious poems OF this century, is by my excellent
friend, Henry T. T Esq, an English law
YER"