Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-08-10

Blood Whose: Arc we to go through the
slaughter? Oh, no: it wants richer blood than
ours. 1t wants n kings blood. 1t must be
poured from royal arteries lt must be sin
less torrent. But where Is tho king? see
great many thrones and great many oc-
cupan.s vet none seem to be coming down
to the rescue. But after awhile the clock of
night in Bethlehem strikes l2, and the silver
pendulum ofa starswtngs across the sky,and
l see the King of heaven rising up and he
descends, 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 he redeemed.by money
are redeemed by precious and imperial
blood.
We have in this day professed Christians
who are so Tarefied and etherealized 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? "Ye are redeemed not with corrupti-
bic things such as silver and gold, but by the
precious blood of Christ"
FIT ONLY FOR THE GRAVE YARD.
You put your lancet into the arm of our
holy religion and withdraw the blood and
you leave it a mere corps, 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 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. 1t is as if God had said: "Now,
sinner, wake up and see what the Savior
endured for you. This is not water. This is
not wine. 1t is blood. 1t 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 man who in courts of law has
pleaded mot guilty" who nevertheless has
been condemned because there was blood
found on his hands, or blood found in his
room: and what shall we do in the last day
if it be found that we have recrucified the
Lord of Glory and have never repented of it?
You must believe in the blood or die. No
escape. Unless you let the sacrifice of Jesus
go in your stead you yourself must suffer.
1t is either Christ's or your blood.
sickens me-" Good. God intended it to
sicken you with your sin. Do not act as
though you had nothing to do with that
Calvarian massacre. You had. Your sins
where the implements OF torture. Those
implements were not made of steel, and iron,
and wood so much as out of your sins.
Guilty of this homicide, and this regicide,
and this decide, confess your guilt to-day.
Ten thousand voices of heaven bring in the
verdict against you 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.
HEAVEN is BIDDING FOR SOULS.
1t seems to me as if all heaven were trying
to bid in your soul. The first bid it makes is
the tears OF Christ at the tomb of Lazarus;
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next bid heaven makes is the sweat of Geth-
semane; but it is too cheap a price. The
next bid heaven makes seems to be the
whipped back of Pilates Hall; but it is not
a high enough price. Can it be possible that
heaven cannot buy you ine Heaven tries
once more. 1t says: Il bid this time for
that mans soul the tortures of Christ's mar
tyrdom, the blood on his temple, the blood
on his cheek, the blood on his chin, the
blood on his hand, the blood on his side,
the blood on his knee, the blood on his foot
the blood in drips, the blood in rills the
blood in pools coagulated beneath the cross;
the blood that wet the tips of the soldiers
spears, the blood that FLASHED warm
Glory to God. that bid wins it! The
highest price that was ever paid for anything
was paid for your SOUL Nothing could buy
it but blood! The estranged property is
bought back. Take it. You have sold your
selves for nought; and We shall be redeemed
without money" o atoning blood, cleansing
blood, life-giving blood, sanctifying blood,
glorifying blood of Jesus! Why not burst
into tears at the thought that for thee he
shed it-for theethe hard-hearted, for thee
the losti .--
NO." says some one; "I will have nothing
to do with it except that like the enemies of
Christ, put both my hands into that carnage
and scoop up both palms full, and throw it
on my head and cry: His blood be on us and
on our children" Can you do such a
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 longeri Come
ont boldly and frankly and honestly, and
tell Christ you are sorry. ...-r.
THE WAVES OF SIN RUN HIGH
Some years ago there came down a fierce
storm on the sea-coast, and vessel got in
the breakers and was going to pieces. They
threw up some signal of distress, and the
people on shore saw them. They put out in
a lifeboat. They came on, and they saw the
poor sailors, almost exhausted, clinging 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,
Well save you!" After while the boat
came up. One man was saved by having the
boat-hook put in the collar of his coat; and
some in one way and some in another; but
they all got into the boat. Now" says the
captain, 'for the shore. Pull away now.
pull" The people on the land were afraid
the life-boat had gone down. They said:
How long the boat stays. Why, it must
have been swamped and they have all per-
ished together" And 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 be
the lifeboat. As soon as it came within
spea king distance the people on the shore
cried out: did you save any of them7 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 boat, and cried: Gail
savedl Thank Godi All savedIr So may it be
to-day. The waves of your sin run high, the
storm is on you, but cheer you with this
gospel hope. God grant that within the
next ten minutes we may row with you into
the harbor Of Gods mercy. And when these
Christian men gather around to see the re-
suit of this service, and the gloriried gather
ing on the pier heads of heaven to watch and
to listen, may we be able TO report all saved!
Young and old, good and bad! All saved!
Saved for time, Saved for eternity. "And so
it came to pass that they all escaped safe to
land"
OIL ON THE JUMP SATURDAY.