News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1893-08-17
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sentative OF German1C success ana VIC
tory. Oh, that all the scenes of satanic
triumph in our world might be blotted
out, and that the whole world might be
a picture gallery representing the tri-
umphant Jesus! Down with the mon
archy of transgressionl Up with the
monarchy of our Kingl Hail! Jesus,
hail!
But [ must give you the second cause
of Paul's exhilaration. If Christ had
staid in that grave, we never would
have gotten out of it, The grave would
have been dark and dismal as the con-
ciergerie during the reign of terror,
where the carts came up only to take
the victims out to the scaffold. I do not
wonder that the ancients tried by en-
balmment of the body to resist the dis
solution of death.
The grave is the darkest, deepest,
ghastliest chasm that was ever opened
if there be no light from the resurrec-
ton throne streaming into it, but Christ
staid in the tomb all Friday night and
all Saturday, all Saturday night and a
part of Sunday morning. He staid so
long in the tomb that he might fit it for
us when we go there. He tarried two
whole nights in the grave, so that he saw
how important it was to have plenty of
light, and he has flooded it with his own
glory.
| THE RESURRECTION.
It is early Sunday morning, and we
start up to find the grave of Christ. We
find the morning sun gliding the dew,
and the shrubs are sweet as the foot
brushes them. What beautiful place
to be buried inl Wonder they did not
treat Christ as well when he was alive
as they do now that he is dead. Give
the military salute to the soldiers who
stand guarding the dead. But bark to
the crash-an earthquake! The soldiers
fall back as though they were dead, and
the stone at the door of Christ's tomb
spins down the hill, flung by the arm of
an angel. Come forth, o Jesus, from the
darkness into the sunlight! Come forth
and breathe the perfume of Joseph's gar
den.
Christ comes forth radiant, and as he
steps out of the excavation of the rock l
look down into the excavation, and in
the distance see others coming hand
in hand and troop after troop, and find
it is long procession of the precious
dead. Among them are our own loved
ones-father, mother, brother, sister,
companion, children, coming up out of
the excavation of the rock until the last
one has stepped out into the light, and
am bewildered, and cannot understand
the scene until l see Christ wave his
hand over the advancing procession from
the rock and hear him cry: II am the
resurrection and the life. He who be-
lieveth in me, though he were dead, yet
shall he live" And then notice that
the long dirge of the worlds woe sud-
denly stops at the archangelic shout of
"Come FORTH"
Oh, my friends, if Christ had not bro
ken out of the grave you and would
never come out of it! 1t would have
been another case of Charlotte Corday
attempting to slay tyrant, herself slain.
1t would have been another case of John
Brown attempting to free the slaves,
himself hung. 1t would have been Death
and Christ in grapple and Death the
victor. The black flag would have float
ed on all the graves and mausoleums of
the dead, and hell would have conquered
the forces Of heaven and captured the
ramparts of God, and satan would have
come to coronation in the palaces of
heaven, and it would have been devils
on the throne and sons of God in the
dungeon.
DEATH Is A SIESTA.
No! mol mol When that stone was
rolled from the door of Christs grave, it
was hurled with such force that it
crashed in all the grave doors of Chris
tendon, and now the tomb is only a
bower where Gods children take a sizes
la, an afternoon nap, to wake up in
mighty invigoration. "Christ is risen"
Hang that lamp among all the tombs of
my dead. Hang it over my own resting
place. Christ's suffering is ended; his
work is done. The darkest Friday aft
Grnoon of the worlds history becenSsS
she brightest Sunday morning u rs X
direction joy. The Good Friday of bit
ter memories becomes the Easter of glo-
sious transformation and resurrection.
Ye mourning saints. dry every tear
For your departed Lord.
Behold the place. He is not here.
TAe tomb is all unbarred.
This gates Of death were closed in vain.
TIE Lord is risen-he lives again.
l give you the third cause of Pauf's ex-
nilaration. We honor the right hand
more than we do the left. If in accident
or battle we must lose one hand, let it
be the left. The left hand being nearer
the heart, we may not do much of the
violent work of life with that hand with
out physical danger, but he who has the
right arm in full play has the mightiess
of all earthly weapons. In all ages and
in all languages the right hand is the
symbol of strength and power and hon
or. Hiram sat at the right hand of Solo
mon. Then we have the term, ''He is
right hand man." Lafayette was Wash
lngton's right hand man. Marshal Ney
was Napoleon's right hand man. And
now you have the meaning of Paul when
he speaks of Christ who is at the right
hand Of God.
That means he is the first guest of
heaven. He has right to sit there.
The hero of the universe! Count his
wounds; two in the feet, two in the
hands, one in the side-fve wounds. Oh,
you have counted wrong. These are not
half the wounds. Look at the severer
wounds in the temples. Each thorn an
Igcruciation.
CHRIST's WOUNDS.
If hero comes back from battle, and
he takes off his hat or rolls up his sleeve
and shows you the scar of wound got
ten at Balls Bluff or at South Noun
tain, you stand in admiration at his hero
ism and patriotism, but if Christ should
make conspicuous the five wounds gotten
on Calvary-that Waterloo of all the
ages-he would display only small part
of his wounds. Wounded all over, let
him sit at the right hand of God. He
has right to sit there. By the request
of God the Father and the unanimous
suffrage of all heaven let him sit there.
In the grand review when the redeemed
pass by in cohorts of splendor they will
look at him and shout "Victory!"
The Oldest inhabitant of heaven never
saw a grander day than the one when
Christ took his place on the right hand
of God. Hosannal With lips of clay l
may not appropriately utter it, but let
the martyrs under the altar throw the
cry to the elders before the throne, and
they can toss it to the choir ON the sea
of glass until all heaven shall lift it
some ON point of scepter, and some on
string of harp, and some ON the tipof the
green branches. Hosanna! hosanna!
A fourth cause of Paul's exhilaration:
After a clergyman had preached SER
mon in regard to the glories of heaven
and the splendors of the scene an aged
woman said, eff all that is to go ON in
heaven / don't know what will become