The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1893-08-16

mighty attorney to plead my cause ana
get me free" But just at that moment
there came in upon Pauls soul some
thing mightier than the surges that
dashed his ship into Melita, swifter than
the horse he rode to Damascus. 1t was
the swift and overwhelming thought Of
Christ's intercession.
My friends, we must have an advo-
cate. A poor lawyer is worse than no
lawyer at all. We must have one who
is able successfully to present our cause
before God. Where is he? Who is he?
There is only one advocate in all the
universe that can plead our cause before
God in the great tribunal
Sometimes in earthly courts attorneys
have specialties, and one man succeeds
better in patent cases, another in insur-
ance cases, another in criminal cases,
another in land cases, another in Will
cases. and his success generally depends
upon his sticking to that speciality. /
have TO tell you that Christ can do
many things but it seems to me that
His speciality is TO take the bad case of
the sinner and plead it before God until
He gets our eternal acquittal. oh, we
must have Him for our advocate.
But what plea can He maker Some
times an attorney in court will plead
the innocence OF the prisoner. That
would be inappropriate for us: we are
all guilty! guilty! Unclean, uncleani
Christ, our advocate, will not plead our
lIlnOGGnCE. OOIn6llIUSS lUe dllOIlEg III
court tries to prove an abb. He says:
This prisoner was not at the scene. He
was in some other place at the time. q"
Such plea will not do in our case.
The Lord found us in all our sins and in
the very place of our iniquity. 1t is
impossible to prove an alibi. Sometimes
an attorney will plead the insanity of
the prisoner and say he is irresponsible
on that account. That plea will never
do in our case. We sinned against light,
| against knowledge, against the dictates
of our own consciences; we knew what
we were doing. What then shall the
plea be?
Christ's MnrtyrdOm.
The plea for our eternal deliverance will
be Christs own martyrdom. He will say:
Look at all these wounds By all these
sufferings 1 demand the rescue of this
man from sin and death and hell. Con-
stable, knock off the snackles-let the
prisoner go free" "Who is he that con-
| demneth? 1t is Christ that died, yea,
rather that is risen again. who is even at
the right hand of God, who also maketh
intercessiOn for US"
But why all this gladness on the faces
of these sons and daughters of the Lord
Almighty? 1 know what you are think
! ing Of A Savior dead; a Savior risen; a
| Savior exalted; a Savior ntercedng;
| What" say you, els all that for me?''
| All, ALI Never let me hear you complain
| ing about anything again. With your
| pardOned sin behind you, and a successful
| Christ pleading above you, and a glori-
| Gus heaven before YOU, how can You be
| respondent about anything?
But" says some man in the audience
all that is very good and very true for
those who are inside the Kingdom, but
| how about those of us who are outside?
Then 1 say, come into the kingdom, come
| out of the prison house into the glorious
sunlight Of Gods mercy and pardon and
|
1t was in the last days of the reign OF
| terror, the year 1893. Hundreds and thou
guillotine. France groaned with the ty ran
/ MES of Robespierre and the Jacobin club
The last group of sufferers had had Their
/ Der, so that the neck might be bare to
\ the keen knife of the guillotine.
| poor wretches were placed in the carts
| and driven off toward the scaffOld. But
while they were going toward the scaffold
| then the shock of firearms. and then the
| cry: "Robespierre has fallen! Down with
| the Jacobins! Let France be free" But
/ the armed soldiers rode in upon these res
| cuers, so that the poor wretches in tbs
carts were taken on to the scaffold and
/ horribly died.
| But that very night these monsters oil
| persecution We're seized, and Robespierre
| persisted under the very guillotine that he
their hands with joy as his head rolled
| into the executioner's basket. Then the
| axes or the eXcited populace were heard
/ pounding against the gates of the prison
/ and the poor prisoners walked out free
/ Ny friends, sin is the worst of all Robe
| spheres 1t is the tyrant of tyrants. Il
/ has built a prison house for our soul. Il
/ plots our death. 1t has shorn us for the
| sacrifice; but blessed be God. this morning
| we hear the axes of Gods gracious de
| liverance pounding against the door Of
| our prison.
| Deliverance has come. Light break:
| through all the wards of the prison. RevO
| lutionl Revolution Where sin aboun6eC
| grace does much more abound, tina
| whereas sin reigned unto death even 81
| grace may reign unto eternal life through
| Jesus Christ our Lord" Glorious truth
i A Savior dead a Savior risen; a Savior
/ exalted; a Savior interceding!