Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1892-08-05

largest liberty ana unlimited resource.
You only have to present Christ in your
own way.
Jonathan Edwards preached Christ
in the severest argument ever penled,
and John Bunyan preached Christ in
the sublimest allegory ever composed.
Edward Payson, sick and exhausted,
leaned up against the side of the pull
pit and wept out his discourse, while
George Whitfield, with the manner
and the voice and the start of an actor,
overwhelmed his auditory. 1t would
have been different thing if Jonathan
Edwards had tried TO write and dream
about the pilgrims progress TO the
celestial city, or John Bunyan had at
tempted an essay on the human will.
Brighter than the light, fresher than
the fountains, deeper than the seas, ARE
all these Gospel themes. Song has no
me ody flowers have no sweetness, sun
set sky has no color compared with
these glorious themes. These harvests
of grace spring up quicker than we can
sickle them. kindiing. pulpits with
their fire, and producing revolutions
with their power, lighting up dying
beds with their glory, they are the
sweetest thought for the poet, land they
are The mOsS thrilling illustration for
the orator, and they offer the most in
tcnse scene for the artist, and they
are to the ambassador of the Sky all
enthusiasm. Complete pardon for direst
guilt. Sweetest comfort for ghastliest
agony. Brightest hope for grimmest
death. Grandest resurrection for dark
est sepulchre. Oh, what a Gospel to
preach! Christ over all in it. His birth,
his suffering, his miracles, his parallels,
his sweat, his tears, his blood, his
atonement, his intercession--what
glorious themes! Dc we exercise faith?
Christ is its object. Do we have love?
IL fastens on Jesus. Have we "A fond
ness for the church? IL is because
Christ died for it. Have we hope of
Heaven? 1t is because Jesus went
ahead, the herald and the forerunner
The royal robe of Demetrius was so
costly, so beautiful, that after he had
put it off no one ever dared put it on
but this robe of Christ, richer thar
that, the poorest and the wanest and
the worst may wear. "Where sin
abounded grace may much more
abound"
go, my sins, my sins" said Martin
Luther TO Staupitz, my sins, my sins.''
The fact is, that the brawny German
student had found Latin Bible that
had made him quake, and nothing else
ever did make him quake; and when he
found how, through Christ, he was par
coined and saved, he wrote TO a friend,
saying: Come over and join us great
and awful sinners saved by the
grace of God. You seem 20
be only slender sinner, and
you don't much extol the mercy II
God; but we who have been such yer :
awful sinners praise his grace the mogs
now that we have been redeemed. {"
Can it be that you are so desperately
egotistical that you feel yourself in first
rate spiritual trim, and that from the
root of the hair 10 the tip of the toe
you are scnrless and and immaculate?
What you need is a looking-glass, and
here it is in the Bible. Poor, and
wretchcd, and miserable, and
blind, and naked from the crown of the
head TO the sole of the foot, full of
wounds and putrefying sores. No
health in us. And then take the fact
that Christ gathered up all the notes
against us and paid them, and then
offered us receipt
And how much we need him in our
sorrows! We are Independent of circum-
stances if we have his grace. Why, he
made Paul sing in the dungeon, and
under that grace st. John from DESC
late Patmos heard the blast of the apo
calyptic trumpets. After all other
candles have 5ecn snuffed out, this 10
the light that gets brighter and brighter
unto the perfect day; and aftev, under
the hard hoofs OF calamity, all the
pools OF worldly enjoyment have been
tramplcd into deep mire, at the foot
of the eternal rock the Christian, from
cups of granite, lily trimmed and vine
covered, puts out the thirst of his soul.
Again, rcmaTE, that Christ is above
all III uylnB dlleNldJlOnS. nave not
any sympathy with the morbidity
abroad about our demise. The EN-
peror of Constantinople arranged that
on the day of his coronation the stone
mason should colNf and consult him
about his tombstone that after while
he would need And there are men
who are monomaniacal on the. subject
of departure from this life by death,
and the more they think of it the less
they are prepared to go. This is an
unmanlincss not worthy of you, not
worthy of mer
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Edward I. was so anxious to go to the
Holy Land that when he was abc..t to
expire he bequeathed 100000 to have
his heart, after his dccease, taken to
the Holy Land in Asia Minor, and his
request was complied with. But there
are hundreds to-day whose hearts are
already in the Holy Land of heaven.
Where your treasures are, there
are your hearts also. John Bun
yam, of whom l spoke at the
opening of the discourse, caught
a glimpse of that place, and in
his uuaint Nvav no said. "And I heard