Connecticut western news., 1891-07-02

ana they are plaSned Of the ditch, and the lost sheep never gets home unless the farmer goes after it. There is nothing so thoroughly lost as a lost sheep. It may have been in 1857, dur ing the financial panic, or during the financial stress in the fall of 1873, when you got astray. You almost be- came an atheist. You said, "Where is God, that honest men go down and thieves prosper?" You were dogged of creditors, you were dogged of the banks, you were dogged of worldly dis aster, and some of you went into mis- anthropy, and some of you took to strong drink, and others of you fled out of Christian association, and you got astray. o man, that was the last time when you ought to have forsaken God. .. .. 5a.s Standing amid the laundering of your earthly fortunes, ss,ow could you get along without a God Co comfchtyo and God to deliver you, and God to help you, and a God to save youq You tell me you have been through enough business trouble almost to kill you. I know it. I cannot understand how the boat could live one hour in that chopped sea. But do not know by what process you got astray; some in one way and some in another, and if you could really see the position some of you occupy before God this morning your soul would burst into an agony of tears and you would pelt the heavens with the cry, "God have mercyW Sinais batteries have been unlimbered above your soul and at times you have heard it thunder, 1.-The wages of sin is death." "All have sinned and come short of the glory of God" By one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned." '"The soul that sinneth. it shall die."
 When Sebastopol was being bom- barded two Russian frigates burned all night in the harbor, throwing a glare upon the trembling fortress; and some of you are standing in the night of your souls trouble. The cannonade and the confagration, the multiplica- tion of your sorrows and troubles, 1 think, must make the wings of Gods lowering angels shiver to the tip.
 1.-THE INIQU1TY OF US ALL"
 But the last part of my text opens a door wide enough to let us all out and to let all heaven in. Sound it on the organ with all the stops out. Thrum it on the harps with all the strings atune. With all the melody possible let the heavens sound it to the earth and let the earth tell it to the heavens ''The Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all" am glad that the prophet did not stop to explain whom he meant by ''him" Him of the manager, him of l the bloody sweat, him of the resurrec- ton throne, him of the crucifixion agony. "On him the Lord hath laid the iniquity of us all"
 "Oh," says some man, that is not generous, that is not fair; let every man carry his own burden and pay his own debts" That sounds reasonable. If have an obligation and I have the means to meet it, and I come to you and ask you to settle that obligation you rightly say, "Pay your own debts. y If you and walking down the street, both hale, hearty and well, I ask you to carry me, you say, and say rightly, "Walk on your feet!' But suppose you and were in a regiment, and l was wounded in the battle, and I fell unconscious at your feet with gunshot fractures and dislocations, what would | you do2 You would call to your com rades saying, "Come and help, this man is helpless; bring the ambulance let us take him to the hospital" and would be a dead lift in your arms and you would lift me from the ground where had fallen and put me in the ambulance and take me to the hospital and have all kindness shown me. Would there be anything mean in your doing that2 Would there be anything bemeaning in my accepting that kind ness2 Oh, no! You would be mean not to do it. That is what Christ does.
 If we could pay our debts then il would be better to go up and pay them, saying, Here, Lord, here is my obligation; here are means with which I mean to settle that obligation; now give me a receipt; cross it all out. , The debt is paid. But the fact is we have fallen in the battle. we have gone down under the hot fire of our trans gressions, we have been wounded by the sabers of sin, we are helpless, we are undone Christ comes. The loud clang heard in the sky on that Christ mas night was only the bell, the re sounding bell, of the ambulance. Cleal the way for the Son of God. He comes down to bind up the wounds, and te scatter the darkness, and to save tht lost. Clear the way for the Son o. God
 Christ comes down to us, and we are a dead lift. He does not lift us witt the tips of his fingers. He does not Tiff us with one arm. He comes dowl upon his knee, and then with deac lift he raises us to honor and glory and immortality. The Lord hath laid or him the iniquity of us all. Why
 then, will no man carry his sins9 Yor cannot carry successfully the smallest sin you ever committed. You mlgh' as we'll put the Apennlnes on one shoul der and the Alps on the other-hov much less can you carry all the sins o' your lifetime Christ comes and looks down in your face and says: "l have come through all the decorations O
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 pests of these nights. have come tt ] bear your burdens and to pardon you sins and to pay your debts. Put then on my shoulder. Put them on m. heart" "On him the Lord hath lai( the iniquity of ,ss all"