The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-06-18

that these are but the vain speculatons Of my
own imagination, and | have not any positive
data at all upon which to rest an argument"
And say: WELL Mr.. Darwin, you have told
me whence / came. and then tell me it is all
speculation. But, Mr. Darwin, you have not
said anything about conscience, or record, or
God How about that"
He says: II do not treat on those subjects at
ALL
Then / say: MIR Darwin, those are the sub
jects am interested in, as an immortal man."
Then turn to Tyndall, with his materalstic
theory and he teaches everything hut the God
of the universe, and conscience, and record.
Then turn my back all of them. and say:
Gentlemen, you argue well; your prem
lses may be good and your logic sound. but
you do not reach nv case. Goodbye. forever
Then come to the cross--to the Bihle-and
fall down and say, "Oh. is there anything here
TO ease my conscience, and blot out record and
make me at peace with recordg and the grand
old Bible of God takes me up to the cross of Je-
sus Christ and that precious blood blots out my
record. and eases my conscience, and puts my
arms around the great neck of God and helps
me to call Him father Cries Of ''Amen"
Blessed be His namef' / say 'ttlory be to
God" Give me the religion of Jesus Christ 1t
is the religion to save dying men and blot
out the record of guilt, to conscience
and make one cry, Abba, father, as my Father
hugs me to His bosom Then, say glory be to
God, have found the great panacea, have
found the balm of Gllead and now glory be to
God Numerous cries of Amen Let all
the world come to the cross of Jesus Christ. and
realize that His blood is able to cleanse us from
all unrighteousness, and give peace with God
through the blessed blood OF the covenant.
oh, brother, here we stand guilty race be-
fore God. We have been singing now, for hun
dreds of years, that blessed old song
There is fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuels veins;
And sinners, plunged beneath that Hood
Lose all their guilty stains.
And then repeat again:
saw one hanging on tree
In agony and blood;
He fixed his longing eyes
AS near his cross | stood.
Thank God for the blood of the everlasting COW
enant. Thank God that thirteen years ago
fourteen years next August, poor, guilty
wretch, with record enough to damn the whole
CONTINENT was lost, and wretched and wrecked
my conscience on fire, every day and
night, and Gods frowns resting upon
me; butt that day in August when / stood and
looked on Jesus Christ and fell down poor
guilty sinner in his presence and said, Lord
save me or perish" the blessed blood poured
upon me blotted out my record. gave my con-
science ease and made my peace with God. Now
brother, when | stand before God here is my
hope. | am justified not by force of law, but by
force of testimony and by the divine pardon.
Now when go to the Judgment saved man;
when | stand up charge me with Sabbath
breaking, charge me with profanity, charge me
with drunkenness and thousand crimes; charge it
all to me and see if l am guilty And when the
record is turned over to the recording angel the
precious blood of Christ has erased every line of
it, and made it white snow. Then God
himself, as stand, without word of testimony
against me, God will stand on His own omrip-
otent throne, and say: "Who will lay any
thing to Gods elect9 1t is God that justfeth,
and there | stand acquitted before the Judgment
by the divine pardon. | walk into heaven
without a line against me forever
Thank God! Thank God He tells US he will
blot it all out, not only of the record, but out of
his book of remembrance
Brother, I did not understand Scripture at
first as fully as | do now. Even after my con-
version used to think when L got to heaven l
could not hold my head up in a thousand years,
had been so guilty. How could ever hold my
head up before God and the great angels of
beaven9 1 was troubled that point. L read
the Lord said, Pardon all our iniquites" He
said something better than that Il will
separate your sins from you as
far as the east is from the vest He said
something better than that. He said: II will
blot it out of the book of my remembrance and
remember them against you no more forever
| never understood what that meant until l was
in Louisville KY. at the Fifth and Walnut
street Church, a few years ago. was preaching
at revival, and brother James Morris, pastor
of the church-he had been wicked, profgate,
dissipated man; seventeen years before that he
was sonverte6 and is now pastor of that church
the most sanity man l ever mixed and min
ged with in my life He was at that time
in the meeting and got up and confessed how
wicked a man he used to be. When the meeting
was dismissed his good old mother walked up
and put her arms around him and said, Jimmy,
what made you say tonight you were bad. You
never were in your life You have been good
all your days" The truth is, the precious old
mother had done forgotten all about her boys
meanness, and he had been good to
her since his birth Up yonder before
God when we say II did so much
wickedness in the world below" God will
put his arms round US and say, Don't say that
you never have been bad; or, if so, it is all
botted out and heaven doesn't know anything
about it at all" Thank God, will walk the
golden streets as though l had been an angel all
my life. Thank God for such sovereign remedy
such a power to save Oh, my congregation. I
beg you tonight to seek an interest in that
precious blood that cleanseth from all sin.