Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1891-08-10

bitter medicine, put down any com
pensation? Oh, not The world does
not like sick and dying people, and
leaves them in the lurch. 1t ruined
this man, and then left him. He had a
magnificent funeral. All the ministers
wore scarfs, and there were forty-three
carriages in a row; but the departed
man appreciated not the obsequies.
A VERY POOR INVESTMENT
l want to persuade my audience that
| this world is poor investment; that it
does not pay ninety per cent. of salts
| faction, nor eighty per cent, nor TWEEN
ty per cent, nor two per cent, nor
one; that it gives no solace when a
| dead babe lies on your lap; that it
gives no peace when conscience rings
its alarm; that it gives no explanation
in the day of dire trouble, and at the
time of your decease it takes hold of
the pillow case and shakes out the
feathers, and then jolts down in the
place thereof signs and groans and ex-
| ecrations, and then makes you put
your head on it.
Oh, We who have tried this world, is
it satisfactory portion? Would you
advise your friends to make the invest
ment? No. ''Ye have sold yourselves
for naught" Your conscience went
Your hope went. Your Bible went.
Your heaven went. Your God went
When a sheriff under a writ from the
court sells a man out. the officer gen
orally leaves a few chairs and a bed,
n foT an1 l-T0iXroc. h11f ~, u
awful vendue in which you have been
engaged the auctioneer's mallet has
come down upon body, mind and soul
Going! Gone! ''Ye have sold your
selves for naught
How could you do so? Did you think
that your soul was a mere trinket which
for few pennies you could buy in a
toy shop? Did you think that your
soul, if once lost, might be found again
if you went out with torches and Ian
terms? Did you think that your soul
was short lived, and that, painting, it
would soon lie down for extinction? Or
had you no idea what your soul was
worth? Did you ever put your fore
fingers on its eternal pulses? Have you
ever felt the culver of its peerless wing?
Have you not known that, after leav-
ing the body, the first step of your soul
reaches to the stars, and the next step to
the farthest outposts of Gods universe,
and that it will not die until the day
when the everlasting Jehovah expires?
Oh, my brother, what possessed you
that you should part with your soul so
cheap? ''Ye have sold yourselves for
naught"
CARRY THE CASE TO HEAVENS HIGH
COURT.
But l have some good news to tell
you. l want to engage in a litigation
for the recovery of that soul of yours
| want to show that you have been
cheated out of it. | want to prove, as
I will, that you were crazy on that sub
iect and that the world, under such cir
cumstances, had no right to take the
title deed from you, and if you will
Join me | shall get a decree from the
high chancery court Of heaven rein
stating you into the possession of your
soul. ooh" you say, Il am afraid of
lawsuits; they are so expensive, and l
cannot pay the cost" Then have you
forgotten the last half of my text? Eye
have sold yourself for naught; and ye
shall be redeemed without money"
Money is good for a great many
things, but it cannot do anything in
this matter of the soul You cannot
buy your way through. Dollars and
pounds sterling mean nothing at the
gate of mercy. If you could buy your
salvation. heaven would be a great
speculation, an extension of Wall street.
Bad men would go up and buy out the
place, and leave US to shift for our
selves. But as money is not q lawful
tender, what is? [ will answer, Blood!
Whose? Are we to go through the
slaughter? Oh, no; it wants richer
blood than ours. It wants kings
blood. 1t must be poured from royal
arteries 1t must be sinless torrent.
But where is the king? L see a great
many thrones and a great many occu-
pants, yet none seem to be coming
down to the rescue. But after awhile
the clock of night in Bethlehem strikes
twelve, and the silver pendulum of a
star swings across the sky, and see the
king of heaven rising up, and he de
sends, and steps down from star to
star, and from cloud to cloud lower
and lower, until he touches the sheep
covered hills, and then on to another
hill, this last skull shaped, and there,
at the sharp stroke of persecution, a rill
incarnadine trickles down, and we who
could not be redeemed by money are
redeemed by precious and imperial
blood
NO BLOOD, NO ATONEMENT.
We have in this day professed Chris
tians who are so rarefied and ethereal
lied that they do not want religion
of blood. What do you want2 You
seem to want a religion of brains. The
Bible says, "In the blood is the life"
No atonement without blood. Ought
not the apostle to know? What did he
say? eye are redeemed not with cor
ruptible things, such as silver and gold,
but by the precious blood of Christ"
You put your lancet into the arm Of
our holy religion and withdraw the
blood, and you leave it a mere corpse,
fit only for the grave. Why did God |
command the priests of old to strike
the knife into the kid, and the goat,
and the pigeon, and the bullock, and |
the lamb? 1t was SO that when the
blood rushed out from these animals
on the floor of the ancient tabernacle |
the people should be compelled to
think of the coming carnage of the Son
of God. No blood, no atonement.
| think that God intended to impress
us with a vividness of that color The |
green of the grass, the blue of the sky,
would not have startled and aroused us
like this deep crimson. It is as if God |
had said: ''Now, sinner, wake up and |
see what the Saviour endured for you
This is not water This is not wine. It |
is blood. It is the blood of my own Son. |
1t is the blood of the Immaculate 1t is |
the blood of God" Without the she'd |
ding of blood is no remission There
has been many a man who in courts of |
law has pleaded mot guilty." who
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