Connecticut western news., 1892-06-30
A mans last hours are ordinarily kept


 sacred. However you may have hated or caricatured a man, when you hear he is dying silence puts it's hand on your lips, and you would have loathing for the man who could stand by q deathbed making faces and scoffing. But Christ in his last hour cannot be left alone What! pursuing him yet after SD long a pursuit? You have been drinking his tears. Do you want to drink his blood? They come up closely. so that notwith- standing the darkness they can glut their revenge with the contortions of his countenance. They examine his feet. They want to feel for themselves whether those feet are really spiked. They put out their hands and touch the spikes. and bring them back wet with blood, and wipe them on their garments Women stand there and weep, but can do no good. It is no place for the ten der hearted women. It wants a heart that crime has turned into granite.
 The waves of mans hatred and of hell's vengeance dash up against the mangled feet, and the hands of sin and pain and torture clutch for his holy
 
 fastened to the cross they would have torn him down and trampled him with both feet. How the cavalry horses arched their necks and champed their bits and reared and snuffed at the blood! Had Roman officer called out for a light, his voice would not have been heard in the tumult; but louder than the clash of spears and the wailing of womanhood, and the neighing of the chargers, and the believing of the cru cifyers there comes a voice crashing through-loud, clear, overwhelming terrific. 1t is the grooming of the dying son of God! Look! what a scene! Look world, at what you have done!
 lift the covering from the maltreat- ed Christ to let you count the wounds and estimate the cost. Oh! when the nails went through Christ's right hand and through Christ's left hand, that bought both your hands, with all their power to work and lift and write; when the nails went through Christ's right foot and Christ's left foot, that bought your feet, with all their power to walk or run or climb: when the thorn went into Christ's temple, that bought your brain, with all its power to think and plan; when the spear left Christ's side, that bought your heart. with all its power to love and repent and pray.
 APPEAL TO SINNERS.
 O sinner, come, come backl If man is in no pain, if he is prospered, if he is well, and he asks you to come, you take your time and you say: Il can't come now. I'll come after awhile. There is no haste" But if he is in want and trouble you say: II must go right away must go now" Today Jesus stretches out before you two wounded hands, and he begs you to come. Go and you live. Stay away and you die. Oh, that to him who bought us we might give all our time and all our prayers and all our successes! 1 would we could think of nothing else, but come to Christ He is so fair. He is so loving. He is so sym pathizing. He is so good. wish we could put our arms around his neck and say, "Thine, Lord, will be forever" |" Oh, that you would begin to love him! Would that could take this audience and wreathe it around the heart of my Lord Jesus Christ.
 When the Atlantic cable was lost. in 1865, do you remember that the Great Eastern, and the Medway, and the Al. bany went out to find it? Thirty times they sank the grapnel two and a half miles deep in water. After awhile they found the cable and brought it to the surface. No sooner had it been brought to the surface than they lifted a shout of exultation, but the cable slipped back again into the water and was lost. Then for two weeks more they swept the sea with the grappling hooks, and at last they found the cable and they brought it up in silence. They fastened it this time. Then with great excitement they took one end of the cable to the cleo trician's room to see if there were really any life in it, and when they saw spark and knew that message could be sent, then every hat was lifted, and the rockets flew, and the guns sounded, until all the vessels on the expedition knew the work was done and the continents were lashed together.
 Well, my friends, Sabbath after Sab bath Gospel messengers have come searching down for your souls. We have swept the sea with the graphing hook of Christ's Gospel. Again and again we have thought that you were at the surface, and we began to rejoice over your redemption, but at the mo- ment of our gladness you sank back again into the world and back again into sin. Today we come with this Cos pei searching for your soul. We apply the cross of Christ first to see whether there is any life left in you, while all around the people stand, looking to see whether the work will be done, and the angels of God bend down and witness: and oh! if now we could see only one spark of love and hope and faith, we would send up shout that would be heard on the battlements of heaven, and two worlds would keep jubilee because communications open between Christ and the soul, and your nature that has been sunken in sin has been lifted into the light and the joy of the Gospel.
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