Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-04-10

| with FURNISHED roofs shining in the sun.
light There stands the spledid Temple.
Its nine gates laid with gold; its corner.
stones
Rose-red. and white and black, fetched from
For Israel's Cad, each block and desert crag
Sculptured to beauty; and the goldcn grapes
Over the golden doors, each shining bunch
the statue Of man, its cedar work,
Its alabaster stairs.
How different Christ's sight from ours!
At city, at a man, how different His look,
how different His estimation from our fool
ish judgmentsl How many rich are poor,
how many high are as nothing, how much
of which we pride ourselves is worse than
nothing in His divine valuation? Jesus
looks at Jerusalem, and we look too, out Of
our foolish eyes. The whole procession
pauses at the sudden and splendid spectacle.
But He weeps. The tears come into His
eyes; there is cry of
fermentation on His Lips.
He sees the future with the present. He
hears the shouts of the besieeing army.
He beholds the ruin of the splendid city, and
the demolition OF the sacred temple "If
thou hadst known" He cries, "even thou at
least in this thy day, the things which be-
long unto thy peace! But now they are hid
from thine eyes. For the days shall come
upon thee, that thine enemies shall cast a
trench about thee, and compass thee around,
and keep thee in on every side, and shall
lay thee even with the ground, and thy
children within thee; and they shall not
leave in thee one stone upon another, be-
cause thou knowest not the time of thy
visitation"
Is there, then, last chance, and no more
chance afterit? a final opportunity to know
the truth, to recognize the Master, to real
ize the visitation of God, to heed the call of
God-and after that, no knowledge, no rec
ognition, no call, no chance? Can there be
sometime a sermon for man which the
man may turn away from and turn away
from the Father in heaven at the same time,
and never turn back again, only silence in
his soul after that, and judgment to come.
Down goes the great procession into the
city-past Gethsemane, across the bridge Of
Kedron, through the gates, along the streets.
Everybody crowds to see. All the win
dows are full of lockers. All the city is
moved. And men say, Who is this?
Enthusiasm at Lower Ebb.
And we answer, not SO bold as we were
out on the mountain, abating already, in
this curious and unsympathetic presence, q
little Of our warm enthusiasm. 'sThis is
Jesus, the Prophet of Nazareth of Galilee.
We were thinking some of us on the slope
of Olivet of that verse in Zachariah, "Re-
joice greatly, o daughter of Zion; shout. o
daughter of Jerusalem, behold thy King
cometh unto thee; He is just and having
salvation, lowly and riding upon an ass,
and upon colt the foal of an ass And He
shall speak unto the heather, and His do
minion shall be from sea even to sea. and
from the river even to the ends of the
earth" That was in our minds out in the
us. Blessed" we cried, sis he that
cometh in the name of the Lord" And we
thought of the Messiah, we thought of the
great king Of peace, the Saviour But we
do not say anything of that now. ''This is
the Prophet of Nazareth of Galilee." That
is safe speech. Nobody will dispute that.
And Jesus listens. Aud again he looks
ahead, not very far. to day when some of
us who are hoarse with our shouts of ac-
clamation shall'be crying "Crucify Him."
There is great picture in Venice, a picture
of the crucifxion, where in behind the
cross the ass's colt is feeding ON pile of
withered palm leaves!
An An-Embracing Look.
Jesus enters into the Temple, and looks
round about. The traders are busy with
their dove selling and their money chang
ing. The sacred courts are profaned with
the noise of traffic. The place of prayer is
a den OF thieves. But to-day Jesus lifts no
hand and speaks no word. He looks and
goes away. What significant look! So
looks God down upon the earth to-day, see
Ing US all. missing not sinner of us, nor a
sin. And the thieves go on stealing, and
the liars go on lying, and the cruel are
cruel, and the unclean are unclean, and to-
day God lifts no hand He only looks. To-
comes the Judgment.
And Jesus goes back again to Bethany,
the II with Him, and the shadows of eve
ing close in about them, and the great o4ive
trees Of Gethsemane are black across the
path. And the first day of the Holy Week
is ended. GEORGE HODGES.