Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-03-02
THE BLOOD OF CHRIST.
EFFECT OF THE SAVIOUR'S SAC
RIFICE UPON SIN.


Portrayal of His Death Upon the Cross
An Invitation Extended to All to
Come and be Pardoned-The Captain
OF Salvation to the Rescue-Repent,
Believe, Hear and Live.
BROOKLYN, n. Y, March There
was a great Harvest Home' in the
Brooklyn Tabernacle this morning. One
hundred and ninety new members stood
up in the aisles and received the right
hand of fellowship from DIR. Talmage,
and TO each one an appropriate word of
counsel or cOngratulation was addressed.
This makes the communion membership
of this church 1921. The opening hymn
was:
ALAS and did my Saviour bleed
And did my sovereign die?"
The subject of the sermon was 1.-The
Blood" and the text was from l. John l.,
Z: ''The blood of Jesus Christ, His Son,
cleanseth us from all sln." DR.. Talmage
said:
Eighteen centuries ago there lived one
Jesus. PublIus Lentulus, in a letter to the
Roman Senate, describes him as "a man of
stature somewhat tall, his hair the color Of
chestnut fully ripe, plain to the ears. whence
downward 1t is more orient, curling and wav-
ing about the shoulders; in the midst of his
forehead is a stream or partition of his hair;
forehead PLAIN and very delicate; his face
without spot or wrinkle. a lovely red: his
nose and mouth SO forked as nothing can be
represented; his beard thick, in color like his
hair, not very long; his eyes gray, quick and
clear" He must die. Hhe French army in
Italy found trass plate on which was Il COPY
of his death warrant, signed by John Zorob-
abel, Raphael RObani, Daniel RObani and Ca
pet. Sometimes men on the scaffold have
been rescued by the mob. No such attempt
was made IN this case, for the mob were
against him. From a. m. till p m.
Jesus hung dying. 1t was a scene of blood.
We are so constituted that nothing is so eX-
citing as blood. 1t is not the child's cry in the
street that 50 arouses you the crimson
dripping from its lip. In the dark hail. see
ing the finger marks of blood on the plaster
ing you cry: "What terrible deed has been
done here?" Looking upon this suspended
victim of the cross we thrill with the sight of
blOOd-bloOd dripping from thorn and nail,
blood rushing upon his cheek, blood saturating
his garments blood gathered in a pool be-
meath. There is one crimson word in the text
that rouses up our attention and calls back
that scene: THE Blood of Jesus Christ his
son, cleanseth us from all sim"
The blood of the cross was royal blood.
Through our democratic preferences we may
in theory disregard royal pretensiOns; yet
when we see the son of a king our hvelest
interest is aroused. If king of an island,
however Insignificant visit, this land what
thrOngs turn out to see him. 1t is called an
honor to have in ones veins the blood of the
house OF Stuart or of the house of Hapsburg.
OutpOuring blood of the king OF the universe?
In England the name of Henry was so great
that its honOrs were divided among different
relgns. 1t was Henry the first and Henry the
second and Henry the third and Henry the
fourth and Henry the fifth. In France the
name Of Louis was so fayOrably regarded that
u was Louis the first, LOUIS the second, Louis
the third and so on. But this king of whom
l speak was Christ the first, Christ the last
and Christ the only. He reigned before tie
Car mounted the throne of Russia or the
x Is fpr NAL
Immortal" Through the indulgences of the
royal family the physical life degenerates and
some OF the kitgs nave Deeh almost lmbeclle
and their bodies weak and their blood thin
and WaJery; but the crimson life that flowed
upon Calvary had in it the health of the i'm
mortal God.
A king dying! You remember when one of
the Cars Of Russia was in his fatal sickness
that bulletins every hour dispatch
ed from the palace saving: THE king
is better' or "the king is worse,' or 1.-THE king
is deliriOus," 1.-THE king rested easier
through the night,' or 1.-THE king is dying'
and 1.-THE king is dead" The bells tOled it.
the flags si9nalled it, the telegraphs flashed it,
Tell 1t now 10 all the earth, to all the heavens
Jesus, our king, Is sick with his last sickness.
Let COuriers carry the swift dispatch. His
pans are worse; he is breathing a last g-oan;
through his body qulvers the last anguish:
the king IS dying; the king is dead. Ye who
come round about the cross, look out how you
tread in what you see beneath. 1t is royal
blood. 1t Is said that the UnitaTians make
too much of the humanity of Christ. re-
spond that we make too little. If
some Roman surgeons standing under
the cross, had caught drop of
the blood on his hand and anaiyzed it, it would
have been found to have the same plasma,
the same disk, the same fbrin, the same al
bumen. 1t was Enthusiastically human blood
1t Is man that hangs there. His bones are
of the same material as ours. His nerves are
sensitive like ours. If it were an angel being
despolled would not feel 1t so much, for it
be ongs to different order of beings. But
my saviour Is man, and my whole sympathy
is aroused. 1 imagine how the spikes
felt how hot the temples burned; what
deathly sickness seized his heart; how noun
tain and city and mob swan away from his |
dying vlsiOn-something of the meaning Of
that cry Tor help that makes the blood OF all |
the ages curdle with horror: "My God! my |
God! why hast thou forsaken me?"
| go still farther and say it was a brothers |
blood. IF you saw an entire stranger NAL
treated and his life OoZing away on the pave
ment, yOn would feel indignant; but if, com
ing along the street. You a company of
villains beating out the life of your own broth |
er the sight of his blood would make Won
mad. You would bound into the afray. AT |
the peril of losing your own life, you would |
rush in, saying: You vagabOnds This is my |
brother; dare you TO touch him againI' |
You would fight until YOU fell dead beside |
him. That Is your brother, ma.reated on
the cross. They spit on him and slapped him |
in the face. How do you ieel about that? |
What are your emotions as you hear the fall
ing of the blood upon the leaves beneath-drlp,
drip, drip? Do you not feel though with
supernaturSl power, you could rush
as if, standing close, with your back against |
him, and with one good sword in your hand
and cry to God for help, You could heW
down the desperadoes that aesailed him? Bot
you cannot help. The blood rushes from the |
victim and there he hangs-yOur dead brother.
What is worse shall | tell it?-VOu slew him
| charge it first upon myself and then un.,n
all ye who hear me to-day, the awful crime OF |
fraIricide. His blood is on our hands Bring
iaver quick that may wash it on Show
me the pool where may be cleansed OF the |
terrible staln. Here 1t Is. | have found 1t. |
1t is the fountain opened for all sin; and
though sin were as scarlet ali be as
snow.
1t was substitutionary blood. Our sins
cried to heaven for vengeance. Some one
must die. shall it be us or Christ? "Eet il |
be me-" said Jesus. You were drafted for the
last war, and some one took your place. YOu
were in debt; not being BILE to meet the obll-
CATION, some one paid it. You can easily nm
derstand how Christ went IN to fight our bat |
ties and to pay our debts. I he debt is can
celled, the captves are released; the shackIes
are broken, the prison is opened. Blood paid
the price; blood washed away the pollution
blood sealed the agreement. The blood Of |
Paul that soaked the dust of the guillOtine:
the blood of Hugh Latimer that simmered m /
the fire: the blood of the high sOuled martyrs |
that REDEEMED the mouths OF the lions in the /
cOllteum, have just as much worth to your
soul as the blood of Christ, unless you take /
this last as expiatory, and feel the truth |
that the blood Of Jesus Christ cleanseth from /
all SIM"
Come, then, and get your sins pardoned. /
do not ask you to come to a private confess |
siOnal, or to whisper into my ears your Of |
fenses, butt sitting where you are TO accent /
this moment the blood cleansing test for /
that old sin. Do you ask. What sin do Won |
meanW mean that old sin that you com |
mltted years ago. 1t may have been two /
wears, ten years or twenty years, You know
when it was. l think that old things are like
other debts-they increase by having the in
terest added on. Many are tenfold greater
now. and have been multiplied by all of your
opportunities Of having them pardoned Does
your soul to-day? Can you not pay
it? Does it threaten to carry Won
off to jail? Does it propose to sell
you outg Better get together all your bonds
and mortgages and certificates of stock and
United States securities. Come, let me count
them; not enough. Bring all the clever
things you have ever done. Let me count
them; not enough. Bring all that Won nns-
sess. You say II have brought evervthing.D
Alas! that you cannot meet the obIigation
You must die! mo! No! Now saws a voice
from heaven. The blood Of Jesus Christ; the
royal blood, the human blood, the expiatory |
blood, cleanseth from all SIM" What! ia that |
old sin gone? "Yes, heard If toYnle over
and splash INTO the depths OF the sea. 1t sinks
IKE IKE leau: Lnere Is no condemnation to them
who are In Christ Jesus.
circumstances aggravate sins. IL a child |
does wrong, not Willingly, you excuse it; but
When we do wrong we know it.. Every time |
a SIN IS committed conscience tolls funeral |
Del. we may laugh and pretend not to hear |
IL, but near 1t we must. Our sins are against |
warnings and reproOfs and doubly aggra- |
waited. This mans sins are more heinOus than |
the transgressiOns of that man, because he |
had better bringing up. Here is a man who |
twenty years ago kneeled at a Methodist al |
tar. He went awhile on the road TO heaven, |
but then got tired and put off in another d. |
rectiOn. Where he has been since he began to |
backside he and his God only know This | |
do know, he is wretchedly unhappy. There |