Connecticut western news., 1895-10-10
4 Relieving Heart.

good many years ago 8 weary one went up one of the hills of Asia Minor, and with two logs on his back cried out to all the world. offering to carry their sins and sorrows They pursued him. They slapped him in the face. They mocked him. When he eroaned, they groaned. They shook their fists at him. They spat on him. They bounded him as though he were wild beast. His healing of the sick. his sight giving to the blind, his mercy to the outcast, si- fenced not the revenge of the world. His prayers and benedictions were lost in that whirlwind of execration: "Away with him! Away with him P'
 An, it was not merely the two pieces of wood that he carried; it was the transgressions of the race, the anguish of the ages, the wrath of God, the sor- rows of hell. the stupendous interests of an intending eternity! No wonder his back bent. No wonder the blood started from every pore. No wonder that he crouched under a torture that made the sun faint, and the everlasting hills tremble, and the dead rush up in their winding sheets as he cried, eff it be possible, let this cup pass from me !" But the cup did not pass. None to com fort.
 There he hangsl What has that hand done that it should be thus crushed in the palm? It has been healing the lame and wiping away tears. What has that foot been doing that it should be SO lacerated? It has been going about do- ing good. Of what has the victim been guilty? Guilty of saving world Tell me, ye heavens and earth, was there ever such another criminal? Was there ever such crime? On that hill of car mage, that sunless day, amid those bowling rioters, may not your sins and mine have perished? IAeheve it. Oh, the ransom has been paid. Those arms of Jesus were stretched out SO wide that when he brought them together again they might embrace the world. Oh, that I might, ont of the blossoms of the spring or the flaming foliage of the autumn make one wreath for my Lord Oh, that all the triumphal arches of the world could be sung in one gateway, l where tho King of Glory might come in l | Oh, that all the harps and trumpets and organs of earthly music might in one anthem speak his praise
 Butwhat were earthly flowers to him who walketh amid the snow of the | white lilies of heaven? What were arch es of earthly masonry to him who hath l about his throne rainbow spun out of | everlasting sunshine? What were all | earthly music to him when the hundred l and forty and four thousand on one side | and cherubim and seraphim and arch I angels stand on the other side, and l all the space between is filled with the doxologies of eterr Il jubilee-the ho- sanna of redeemed earth, the hallelu- iah of unfallen angels, song after song rising about the throne. of God and of the Lamb? In that pure, high place, let him hear us. Stop. harps of heaven, that our poor cry may be heard. O my Lord Jesus, it will not hurt thee I for one hour to. step out from the shin- ing throng Theytwill make it all up when thou gcest back again. Come hith- | or, O blessed one, that we may kiss thy feet. Our hearts, too long withheld, | we now surrender into thy keeping. | When thou goest back, tell it to all the immortals that the lost are found, and let the Fathers house ring with the mu- sic and the dance.
 They have some old wine in heaven, not used except in rare festivities In | this world those who arc accustomed to use wine on great occasions bring out the beverage and say, ''This wineDis 30 l years old" or "40 years old. '' But the | wine of heaven is more than IS ceatu- | ries old. It was prepared at the time | when Christ trod the winepress alone. | When such grievous sinners as we come back, methinks the chamberlain of heav | en cries out to the. servants: "This is unusual joy! Bring up from the vaults | of heaven that old wine. Fill all tho l tankards Let all the white robed guests drink to the immortal health of those newborn sons and daughters of the Lord Almighty" "There is joy in heav- en, among the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth, and God grant that that one may be youl
 A Forgiving Heart.
 Again, to have a right heart it must
 be forgiving heart. An old writer
 says, ITO return good for evil is God
 like; good for good is manlike; evil for good deviliike. Which of these natures
 have we? Christ will have nothing to
 do with us as long as we keep any old grudge. We have all been cheated and
 lied about. There are people who dislike
 us so much that if we should come down
 to poverty and disgrace. they would
 say: "Good for him! Didn't tell you
 so!'' They do not understand us. Un-
 sanctified human nature aays: "Wait
 till you get good crack at him, and
 chen at last you find him in tight
 place give it to him. Play him alive.
 No quarter. Leave not 8 rag of reputa-
 tion. Jump on him with both feet Pay
 him in his own coin-sarcasm for sar-
 casm, scorn for scorn, abuse for abuse. '
 But, my friends. that is not the right kind of heart. No man ever did so mean
 a thing toward us as we have done to-
 ward God. And if we cannot forgive
 others how can we expect God to forgive
 us? Thousands of men have been kept
 out of heaven by an unforgiving heart
 Here is some one who says: "I will
 forgive that man the wrong he did ms
 about that house and lot will forgive
 that man who overreached me in bar
 gain; will forgive that man who solo
 me a shoddy overcoat; forgive them
 all but one. That man cannot forgive
 The villain can. hardly keep m,
 hands of him. If my going to heaver
 depends on ny forgiving him, then
 will stay out. :" Wrong feeling. If ,
 man lie to me once am not called t.
 trust him again. If man betray m,
 once am not called to put confidence in him again. But would have no res
 if could not offer sincere prayer fo ! the temporal and everlasting welfare O !; all men, whatever meannesses and out
 rage they have inflicted upon me. I
 you want to get your heart right, strik
 match and burn up all your ol'