Connecticut western news., 1892-10-06

and 8 loaf of bread under your arm, launch out into the great deep of this worlds wretchedness.
 The text is appropriate to all the un- forgiven. Every sinner would come to God if he thought that he might come just as he is. People talk as though the par don of God were narrow river, like the Kennebec or the Thames, and that their sins draw too much water to enter it. No; it is not river nor bay, but sea. I should like to persuade you to launch out into the great deep of Gods mercy. l am a merchant. I have bought 8 cargo of spices in India. Ihave, through a bill of exchange, paid for the whole cargo. You are ship captain. give you the orders and say, 'Bring me those spices." You land in India. You go to the trader and say, "Here are the orders," and you find everything all right. You do not stop to pay the money yourself. It is not your business to pay it. The ar engagements were made before you started. So Christ purchases your par don. He puts the papers, or the prom
 
 and say, "I cannot pay for my re- demptionY' God does not ask you to pay. Relying on what has been done, launch out into the deep.
 The Bibles promises join hands, and the circle they make will compass all your sins, and all your temptations, and all your sorrows. The round table of King Arthur and his knights had room for only thirteen banqueters, but the round table of Gods supply is large enough for all the present inhabitants of earth and heaven to sit at, and for the still mightier populations that are yet to be.
 KEEP AWAY FROM THE REEFS.
 Do not sail coastwise along your old habits and old sins. Keep clear of the shore. Go out where the water is deep est. Oh, for the mid sea of Gods mercy! "Be it known unto you, men and breth- ren, that through this man is preached unto you forgiveness of sins" I preach it with as much confidence to the eighty year-old transgressor as to the maiden. Though your sins were blood red they shall be snow white. The more ragged the prodigal, the more compassionate the father. Do you say that you are too pardon is higher than all your trans gressions. 1.-The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all sin"
 Do you say that your heart is hard? Suppose it were ten times harder. Do you say that your iniquity is long con- tinued? Suppose it were ten times longer. Do you say that your crimes are black? Suppose that they were ten times blacker. Is there any lion that this Samson cannot slay? Is there any fortress that this Conqueror cannot take? Is there any sin this Redeemer cannot pardon.
 1t is said that when Charlemagne's host was overpowered by the three ar mics of the Saracens in the pass of Ron cesvalles his warrior, Roland, in terrible earnestness seized a trumpet and blew it with such terrific strength that the opposing army reeled back with terror, but at the third blast of the trumpet it broke in two. see your soul fiercely assailed by all the powers of earth and hell. put the mightier trumpet of the
 
 times. Blast the irst-"W will, let him come" Blast the second "Seek ye the Lord while he may be found." Blast the third-"Now is the accepted time; now is the day of saliva tion."
 Does not the host of your sins fall backp But the trumpet does not, like that of Roland, break in two. As it was handed down to us from the lips of oul fathers, we hand it down to the lips of our children, and tell them to sound 1t when we are dead, that all the genera tions of men may know that our God is pardoning Coda sympathetic God . loving God-and that more to him than the anthems of heaven; more to him than the throne on which, he sits; more to him than are the temples of celestial worship is the joy of seeing the wan derer putting his hand on the door latch of his Fathers house. Hear it, all ye nations! Bread for the worst hunger. Medicine for the worst sickness. Light for the thickest darkness. Harbor for the worst storm.
 Dr. Prime, in his book of wonderful interest entitled Around the World. describes tomb in India of marvellous architecture. Twenty thousand men were twenty-two years in erecting that and.the buildings around it. Standing in that tomb, if you speak or sing, after you have ceased you hear the echo com ing from 8 height of one hundred and fifty feet. It is not like other echoes. The sound is drawn out in sweet pro- longation, as though the angels of God were chanting on the wing. How many souls in the tomb of sin will lift up the voice of penitence and prayer2 If now they would cry unto God the echo would drop from afar, not struck from the marble cupola of an earthly mausoleum, but sounding back from the warm heart of angels flying with the news, for there is joy among the angels of God over one sinner that repentethl
 Our First Understanding of Storms.