Connecticut western news., 1891-01-14

thing that the apothecary can mix. Put your trust in God! After the church has cast you of, and the bank has cast you of, and social circles have cast you of, and all good society has cast you of, and father has cast you off, and mother has cast you off, at your first cry for help God will bend clean down to that ditch of your iniquity to help you out. Oh, what God he is! Long suffering and gra- ciOus!
 There may be in this house some whose hand trembles so with dissipa- tion they could hardly hold hymn book. I say to such if they are here: You will preach the gospel yet. You will yet, some of you, carry the holy communion through the aisles, and you will be acceptable to everybody be- cause everybody will know you are saved and purified by the grace of God, and consecrated man, wholly conse- crated. Your business has got to come up, your physical health is to be re- built, your family is to be restored, the
 
 is to rejoice over your coming. Other sheep have I which are not of this fold.'" If this is not the gospel do not know what the gospel is. It can scale any height, it can fathom any depth. it can compass any infinity. I think one reason why there are not more people saved is we do not swing the door wide enough open.
 Now there is only one class of persons in this house about whom have any despondency, and that is those who have been hearing the gospel for per haps twenty, thirty, forty years. Their outward life is moral, but they tell you frankly they do not love the Lord Jesus Christ, have not trusted him, have not been born again by the spirit of God. They are gospel hardened The gospel has no more effect upon them than the ment. The publicans and the harlots go into the kingdom of God before they. They went through, some of chem, the revival of 1857, when 500, 900 souls were brought to God. Some of them went through great revivals in individual churches. Still unpardoned unblessed, unsaved. They were merely spectators. Gospel hardenedl After awhile we will hear that they are sick and then that they are dead, and then that they died without any hope. Cos pei hardened!
 But l turn away from all such with a thrill of hope to those who are not gospel hardened. Some of you have not heard, perhaps, five sermons in five years This whole subject has been a novelty to you for some time. You are not gospel hardened; you know you are not gospel hardened. The whole subject comes freshly to your mind. hear some soul saying: "Oh, my wasted life! Oh. the bitter pastl Oh, the graves stumbled over! Whither shall fy7 The future is so dark, so dark. so very darkl God help mel''
 Oh, am so glad for that last utter. ance! That was 8 prayer, and as soon as you begin to pray that turns heaven this way, and God steps in, and he beats back the hounds of temptation to their kennels, and he throws all around the pursued soul the covert of his pardoning mercy. heard some thing fall What was it7 It was the bars around the sheepfold, the bars of the fence around the sheepfold The Heavenly Shepherd let them fall, and the hunted sheep of the mountain come bounding in, some with fleece torn of the brambles, and others with feet lame from the dogs, but bounding in. Thank Godl "Other sheep have l which are not of this fold"
 God forbid that any of you should have the lamentation of the dying nobleman who had had every oppor- tunity of salvation, but rejected all, and who wrote or dictated these words Before you receive this my final state will be determined am throwing my last stake for eternity, and tremble and shudder for the important issue. Oh, my friend, with what horror do recall the hours of vanity we have wasted to- gether; but have splendid passage to the grave. I die in state, and Ian guish under gilded canopy. am ex- piring on soft and downy pillows, and am respectfully attended by my ser wants and physicians My dependents sigh, my sisters weep, my father bends beneath a load of years and grief. But oh which of these will answer my sum- mons at the high tribunala And which of these will bail me from the arrest of death? While some flattering pane gyric is pronounced at my interment, l may be hearing my just condemnation at supreme tribunal Adieur