The Newtown bee., 1895-09-06

tt the stars, and then with larg CT telescope see the nebulae turned into stars-nebulae beyond nebulae and stars beyond stars. Yes, count the drops o1 water in the Mississippi as it flows count the atoms of sand that with theil white belt gird every shore. count ths stars that bespangle the fathomless depths of the sky; but do not try to count the number of the redeemed when al are gathered home. I know the Biblt says that many shall be called, but few chosen; know the Bible says: "Strivt to enter In at the straight gate, for many I say unto you, shall seek to enter in ane shall not be able:" but do not forge that the Bible also says that
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 has three gates on the north and three gates on the south and three gates or the east and three gates on the west, st that no one has to go round from tht north to the south to get in, but Heaver is accessible from every point; and alst do not forget that the Bible says thu elect are to be gathered from every kin dred, tongue, people and nation. would not limit God in the workings O His all-abounding grace; l would no say how many shall be forever lost the more I study that question the less seem to know: but am sure there vii be no lack of company in Heaven, n' solitariness or dearth of any companion ship. Amid all the things we do no know about the life of the blessed ther' is this certainty that stands promi nently forth, the multitude of the ran somed is to be multitude that no mal can number.
 Again referring to our text, we SCI that the Heavenly song is a song Of re demption. Elsewhere it is given in full CT strain: "And they sung new song saying, Thou art worthy to take thu book and to open the seals thereof; fo Thou was slain and hast redeemed us t. God by thy blood out of every kindred and tongue and people and nation." l is new song, forever old and yet new how Christ stopped all the way iron Heaven to earth that He might touch it meanest woe, how He took upon Hi great heart the burdens that weighel men down, how He bore our sins in Hi own body on the tree, the just for tn unjust, how He was delivered for ou offences and raised again for our justif cation. This is Gods work forever, re deeming, buying back the world, bacl from it's bondage, back from it's hope lessness and arrangement, lifting it u step by step and round by round on tn the ladder that rises from the earth t. the skies.
 The truth is, not that this is a los world, ruined world; but that it is found world,a redeemed world. It is no as ship that has foundered at sea, am which is gradually sinking, and to whicl we need
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 and get as many of the passengers off 8 as we can before the vessel gives it's fina lunge and goes down. Christ, in suffer ing, suffered for US all, paid the pric for us all, and, if we are lost, it is be cause we will not accept His free gift Man in his sin is not like beautiful sta tue that is marred or rich vase 0 flowers that is shattered. Man is lik the coin that has rolled away in tn darkness and dust, but the coin has bee found by it's owner. Sinful man is lik the sheep that has strayed away int the wilderness and bruised it's flesh an wounded it's sides on brambles an thorns; but the shephard has gone afte the sheep and is now bringing it home i his bosom. Man is a son that has grow tired of the restraints of home and ha wilfully joined himself to low compar ions in far away country, but the SO has a longing to come back and hi father has never lost hope of his return and he is still a son-never able to b called one of the hired servants, neve able to accept anything else than tn ring of freedom and the kiss of pardon
 This song of redemption is new, bu not new only in Heaven; it begins t be sung here. How can a soul reall, saved help but sing! A dying soldier ol one of the battlefields of the late wa began to sing:
 "When I can read my title clear
 To mansions in the skies."
 A comrade at his side took up the strain and then another and another till tha whole field of blood became vocal witt glad song. A truly redeemed soul, wh has felt Christ's blood applied to wasl away his stain, can well afford at an, time to sing. The adherents of othe faiths do not sing glad songs the grand est note in their songs is the piteous pie, of soul for pardon. As I went int the Mohammedan mosques in the east, found the followers of the Great Prophe on their knees muttering in ceaseles reiteration their prayers or wailing ou their songs.
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 could detect that spoke of happiness no peace in Saviour found, no joy ovel sins washed away. You have ofteI passed along the principal streets al night of some great city; you have passed by those gilded palaces from out whose doors there came the sounds oi gay music, intonated with the clink ot glasses and bibulous mirth. These de. votees of pleasure thought they were finding happiness, but how hard the struggle was, and how like mockery it Ill seemedl How true is the song of birds when they greet the coming of the lawn, and how true is the song of the Christian when the night of sin, that is, he love of sin, has passed awayl
 Yes, the song of redemption, though begun to be sung here, will be a new