Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-07-04

tractiveness: fairer than the children Of men
the luster of the morning in His eye, the
glow OF the setting sun in His cheek, myrrf
and frankincense in the breath on His lips.
In heaven of holy beings, the best In
heaven of mighty ones, the strongest. In
heaven of great hearts, the tenderest an0
the most sympathetic Why, sculpture hai
never yet been able to chisel His form, mol
painting to present the flush to His cheek,
nor music to strike His charms
All over glorious is my Lord,
He must be loved and yet adored;
His worth, if all the nations knew,
Sure, the whole earth would love him too.
| What the Redeemer Has Done for Us.
Has He not done enough to win our at.
| fections? Peter the Great, laying aside
royal authority, went down among the ship
| carpenters to help them; but Russia got the
| chief advantage OF that condescension.
/ John Howard turned his back upon the re-
finements and went around prisons to spy
out their sorrows and to relieve their
wrongs; but English criminals got the chief
advantage of that ministry. But when
Christ comes, it is for you and me. The
sacrifice for you and me. The tears for you
and me. The crucifxion for you and me.
If 1 were hopelessly in debt, and some
one came and paid my debts and gave me a
receipt in full, and called off the pack OF
| bounding creditors; if were on founder
| ing ship, and you came in q life-boat and
took ME of, could 1 ever forget your kind
ness? Would 1 ever allow an opportunity
to pass without rendering you service or
| ought we to feel toward Christ, who
plunged into the depth of our sin and
plucked US out Ought it not to set the
very best emotions of our heart into the
warmest, ay, red-hot glow? The story is
so old that people almost get asleep while
they are hearing it. And yet there He
hangs-Jesus, the man, Jesus the God
Was there anything before or since, any.
thing to be compared to this spectacle of
generosity and woe? Did heart-strings ever
snap with worse torture? Were tears
ever charged with heavier grief? Did
blood ever gush, in each globule the price
of soul?
The Great Tragedy on Cavalry.
Oh, see the dethronement OF Heavens
King! the conqueror fallen from the white
horse! the massacre of a God Weep, ye
who have tears, over the loneliness of His
exile and the horrors of His darkness. Christ
sacrificed on the funeral pyre of a worlds
transgressions. the good for the bad. the
great for the mean; the infinite for finite,
the God for the man. Oh, if there be in all
this audience one person untouched BY this
story of the Savior's love, show me where
he is, that may mark the monster of in
gratitude and of crime
If YOU could see Christ as He is you would
rise from your seat and fling yourself down
at His fee, t,crying, 'My Lord, my light, my
love, my joy, my peace, my strength, my
expectation, my heaven. my all! Jesus!
Jesus!
Oh, can you not love Him? Do you want
more of His tears? Why, He has shed
them all for you. He has no more. Do
you want more of His blood? His arteries
were em2tied dry. and the iron hand Of
agony could press out nothing more
Would you put Him to worse excruciation?
Then drive another nail into His hand, and
plunge another spear into His side, and
twist another thorn into His crown, and
lash Him with another flame of internal
torture. 'fNo," Gays some one; ''stop!
stopi he shall not be smitten again. Enough
the tears. Enough the blood. Enough the
torture. Enough the agony" Enough"
cries earth. Enough" cries heaven. Ay,
Enough" cries hell At last enough.
Oh, look at Him, thy butchered Lord,
unshrouded and ghastly as they flung Him
from the tree, His wounds gaping for a
bandage. Are there no hands to close
these eyes?
Mourn, for the Lord Is Dead.
Then let the sun 20 out and there be mid
night. Howl, ye winds, and howl, We seas,
for your Lord is dead. Oh, what more
could He have done for you and for me than
He has done? Could He pay bigger price?
Could He drink more bitter cup? Could
He plunge into worse catastrophe? And
can you not love Him? Groan again, o
blessed Jesus, that they may feel Thy
sacrifice! Groan again. Put the four fin
gers and the thumb of Thy wounded hand
upon them, that the cash in the palm may
strike their soul, and Thy warm lite may
bleed into them. Groan again, 0 Jesus
and see if they will not feel.
Oh, what will you do with such Christ
as that? You have got to do something with
Him this morning. What will you do with
Jesus? Will you slay Him again by your
sin? Will you spit upon Him again? Will
you cruelty Him again? What will you do
with Him who has loved you more than
brothers love, more than a fathers love,
yea, more than a mothers love, through all
these years? Oh, is it not enough to make
the hard heart of the rock break? Jesus!
Jesusl What shall we do with Thee?
have to say that the question will after
awhile change, and it will not be what
shall we do with Christ, but what will
Christ do with us? Ring all the bells of
eternity at the burning Of world. In that
day what do you think Christ will do with !
us? Why, Christ will say, s'There is that |
man whom 1 called.
The Last Opportunity Thrown Away.
''There is that woman whose soul impor-
tuned. But they would not have any of my |
ways. / gave them innumerable opportu- |
mites of salvation. They rejected them all. |
Depart; I never knew you" Blessed be |
God, that day has not come. Halt, ye des-
tinies of eternity, and give us one more |
chance. One more chance, and this is it.
Some travellers in the wilderness of AUS |
tralia few years ago found the skeleton of |
q man and some of his garments, and a |
rusty kettle on which the man had written |
or scratched with his finger nail these |
words, 80, God, am dying of thirst NV |
brain is ON fire. My tongue is hot. God |
help me in the Wilderness" Oh, how sug-
yestive of the condition of those who die in |
she wilderness of sin through thirst.
We take hold of them to-day. We try to
bring the cool water of the rock to their
Ups We say, "Ho, everyone that
,hirstethp God, thy Father, awaits thee.
Minstering spirits who watch the ways of |
he soul bend now this moment over this |
nm ortal auditory to see what We will do I
With Jesus.
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