The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1891-08-19

torture. Those implements We're not
made of steel, and iron, and wood. 50
much as out Of your sins. Guilty this
homicide, and this regiclde, aud this
decide, confess your guilt today. Ten
thousand voices Of heaven bring in the
verdict against ou of guilty, guilty. Pre-
pare to die, or believe in that blood.
Stretch Yourself out for the sacrifice, or
accept the Saviour's sacrifice. DO not
fling away your one chance.
1t seems to me as ifall heaven were
irving TO bid in pour soul. The first bid
10 makes is the tears of Christ at the
tomb CT Lazarus; but that is not a high
enough price. The next bid heaven
makes is the sweat uf Gathsemane: but
it Is too cheap a price, The next bid
heaven makes see s to be the whipped
back of Pilates hall; but it is not a high
enough price. Can it be possible that
heaven cannot buy yoH in? Heaven tries
once more. II says; Il bid this ll:ne
for lat mans soul The tortures OF
Christ's martyrdom, the blood Oh his
temp e, the blood on his cheek, the blood
on his chm, the blood on his hand, the
blood on his side, the blood o., his knee,
the blood on his foot-the blood IN drops,
the blood 10 rills, The blood IN pools
coagulated beneath the cross; the blood
that wet the tips OF the soldiers spears.
the blood that FLASHED warm in the faces
OF his enemies" Glory 20 God, that
bid WINS it! The highest price that was
ever paid for anything was paid Tor your
soul. Nothing could buy 1t but bloou!
The estranged property Is bought back.
Take it. You have sold yourselves
for noughl; and ye shall be redeemed
without money" 0, atoning blood,
cleansing blood, llfe-giving blood, san.
ctifying blood, glorltying blood OF Jesus!
Why not burst into tears at the thought
hat for thee he, shed it.
No" says some Que, II will have
nothing TO do with it except that, like
the enemies OF Christ, put both my
hauds into that carnage and scoop W
both palms iull, and throw it on my
head and cry: His blood be on US aud
on our children!" Can you do such a
shocking thing as that? Just rub your
handkerchief across your brow and look
at it. 1t IS the blood OF the Son OF God,
whom you have despised and driven
back all these years. Oh, do not do that
any longer! Come out boldly and frankly
and honestly, and tell Christ you are
sorry. You cannot afford to so roughly
treat him, upon whom everything de-
pends.
do not know how you will get away
froul this sucject. You see that you are
sold out, and that Christ wants to buy
YOU back. There are three persons who
come after you today: God. the Father;
God, the Son; God, the Holy Ghost.
They unite their three onnipotences IN
one movement for your salvation. You
will not take up arms AGAINST the Trlune
God, will you? l. there enough mus
Gle in Your arms for such combat: BY
the higest throne in heaven, and by the
deepest chasm in hell, | beg you look
out. Unless you allow Christ TO carry
axay your sins, they will carry you
away. Unless you allow Christ TO lit
you up, they will drag YOU down. There
is only one hope for you, and that is the
blood. Christ, the SID offering, bearing
YOUR tran yressious. Christ. the surety,
.ying your debts. Christ, the divine
Cyrus. loosening your Babylonlsh cap
tivity.
Would YOU not like to be free: Here
is the price of your liberatlon-not
money. but blood. l lLremble from head
70 foot, not because l fear your pres
ence, but because l fear that you will
miss Your chance of immortal rescue.
This is the alternative dlvlnely put:
He that believth on the Son shall have
everlasting life: and he that helievth not
on the Son shall not see life, but the
wrath OF God abideth on him." In the
last day if you now reject Christ, every
drop of that sacriicial blood, instead Of
pleading for your release, as it would
have pleaded if you had repented, will
plead against you.
o Lord God of the juds uent day!
avert that calamity! Let US see the
quick flash of the clmeter that Stays the
sin but saves the sinner. Strike, "nlp-
otens God. for the souls dellverance!
Beat, 0 eternal sea! with all thy waves
again the barren beach OF that rocky
soul, and make it tremble. Oh! the
oppressiyeness Of the hour, the minute,
the second, on which the ,Oul's destiny
quiyers, and this is that hour, that min
ute, taat second!
Some years ago there came down a
fierce storm on the seacoast, and yes
sci got n the breakers and was going to
pieces. They threw up some signals OF
distress, and the people on shore saw
them. They put out in lifeboat. They
came on, and they saw the poor sailors,
almost exhausted, c]nglug TO a raft; and
so afraid were the boatmen that the men
would give up before they got to them,
they gave them three rounds OF cheers,
and cried: Hold on there! hold on!
Wen save you!' After awhile the boat
came up. One man was saved by hay-
ing the boat-hook put i'll the collar OF
his coat; and some 10 one way and some
in another, but they all got luto the boat.
Now" says the captain, tor the
shore. Pull away now, pull" The
people on the land were afraid the life
boat had goue down. They said: How
loug the boat stays. Why, it ulust have
been swamped and they have all per-
iShed together" Aud there were men
and women on the pier-heads and on
the beach wringing their hands; and
while they waited and watched. they
saw something looming up through The
mist, and it turned Out to De the HE
boat. As soon as it came within speak
ing distance the people on shore cried
Out: ''Did you save any OF them? Did
you save any Of them? And as the boat
swept through the boiling surf and came
to the pier.head. the captain waved his
hand over the exhausted sailors that lay
fiat on the bottom of the bottom OF the
boat, and cried: "All saved! Thank
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