The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1896-10-15

WHeTe SLley SLfuck& Him. Or to De the
victim of vilest expectoration But
under that he stopped. Oh, he was a
WORKOUT Christ. That is the reason
He died so soon upon the cross. Many
| victims of crucifiXion lived day after
day upon the cross; but Christ was in
the court room at u o'clock Of noon
and He expired at 3 O'clock in the
afternoon of the same day. Subtract
! ing from the three hours between II.
and 3 o'clock the time taken to travel
from the court room to the place of
execution and the time that must have
| taken in getting ready for the tragedy,
| there could not have been much more
than two hours left. Why did Christ
live only two hours upon the cross,
when others had lived forty-eight
hours? All: He was worn out before
He got there, and you wonder, oh,
child Of God, that, looking into the vol
| ulnes Of heaven for your name you
| find it was written with a trembling
notwithstanding with every let
ter Of your name, if it be. your earthly
name, OF trembling with every letter
| Of your heavenly name. if that be diff
ferent and more euphonious. That
will not be the first time you saw the
mark Of a 4uivering pen, for did you
not, oh, man, years ago see your name
| so written on the back of a letter, and
you opened il. saying, why, here is a
| letter from mother or, Here is a let
| ter from father" and after you opened
it you found all the words because of
old age were traced irregularly and I'M.
certain, so that you could hardly read
it at all. But after much study you
made it out-a letter from home tell
ing you how much they missed you,
and how much they prayed for you,
and how much they wanted to see yo.l,
and if it might not be on earth that so
it might be in the world where there
are no partings. Yes, your name is
written in heaven, if written at all,
with trembling chirography.
But your name, once written in the
Lambs Eook Of Life, will be so I'M
mistakable that all heaven can read it
at the first glance. 1t will not be taken
for the name of some other, so that in
regard to it there shall come to be dis
putation. Not one of the millions and
billions and quadrillions Of the finally
| saved will doubt that it means you
and only you. Oh, the glorious, the
rapturous gertrude Of that entrance on
the heavenly roll. Not saved in pro-
miscuous way. Not put into a glorified
mob. No, no! Though you came up.
the worst sinner that was ever saved,
and somebody, who knew you in this
world at one time as absolutely aban-
roned and dissolute, should say, II
never heard of your conversion and
do not believe you have a right to be
here you could just laugh a laugh Of
triumph, and, turning over the leaves
containing the names of the redeemed,
say, Read for yourself That is my
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not recognize the handwriting? No
young scribe of heaven entered that.
No anonymous writer put it there Do
you not see the tremor in the lines?
| DO you not see also the boldness of the
letters? Is it not as plain as yonder
throne, as plain as yonder gate? Is
| not the name unmiStakable and the
handwriting unmistakable? The cru
CITED Lord wrote it there the day re-
pented and turned. Hear it! Hear it!
My name is written there! ThereH'
1 have sometimes been tempted to
think that there will be so many Of
us in heaven that we will be lost in the
crowd. No. Each one of us will be
as distinctly picked out and recognized
as was Abel when he entered from
earth, the very first sinner saved, and
at the head Of that long procession
Of sinners saved in all the centuries.
My dear hearers, if we once get there,
I do not want it left uncertain as to
whether we are to stay there. After
you and I get fairly settled there, in
our heavenly home, we do not want our
title proved defective. We do not
want to be rejected from the heavenly
premises. We do not want some one
to say, "This is not your room in the
house of many mansions, and you. have
on an attire that you ought not to have
taken from the heavenly wardrobe,
and that is not really your name on
the books. If you had more carefully
examined the writing in the register
at the gate, you would have found
! that the name was not yours at all,
but mine. Now, move out, while l
move in" Oh, what wretchedness,
after once worshiping in heavenly tenn
Piles, to be compelled to turn your back
on the music, and after having Joined
the society of the blessed, to be forced
to quit it forever, and after having
clasped our long-lost kindred in heaven
~ embrace, to have another separation!
What an agony would there be in such
a good-by to heaven! Glory to God
on high that our names will be so plain
ly written in those volumes that nei-
|
archangel shall doubt it for che mo-
ment, for 500 eternities, if there were
room for so many. The oldest inhabi-
tant Of heaven can read it. and the
child that left it's mothers lap last
night for heaven can read it. You
will not just look at your name and
close the book. but you will stand,
and soliloquize, and say, us it not won
derful that my name is there at all?
How much it cost my Lord to get it
there? Unworthy am I to have it in
the same book with the sons and
daughters Of martyrdom and with the
choice spirits of all time! But there
it is, and so plain the word and so
plain all the lettersp' And you will
!. turn forward and backward the leaves
and see other names there perhaps
! your fathers name, and your bruther's
name, and your sisters name, and your
wife's name, and apostolic names, and
say, II am not surprised that those
| names are here recorded. They were
1 better than I ever was. But astonish-
] ment overwhelming, that my name is
in this book!' And turning back to the