The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1899-12-01

and the cat tnut llChS tue piottei dAeoA
the meal, and the dog that comes
bounding from the kennel to greet
him. A man half converted, or quar-
ter converted, or a thousandth part
converted, Is not converted at all
What will be the great book In the
day of judgment? Conscience. Con-
science recalling misimproved oppor'
tunities. Conscience recalling unfor'
given sins. Conscience bringing UP
all the past Alas, for this Governor
Pontius Plate! That night after the
court had adjourned and the Sanhed-
rists had gone home, and nothing was
heard outside the room but the step oil
the sentinel, / see Pontius PLATE arise
from his tapestried and sleepless couch
and go to the laver and begin to wash
his hands, crying: "Out, out, crimson
spot! Tellest thou to me, and to Coo,
and to the night, my crime? Is there
no alkali to remove these dreadful
stains? Is there no chemistry to dis
solve this carnage? Must | to the day
of my death carry the blood of this
innocent man on my heart and hand?
Out, thou crimson spot" The worst
thing man can have is an evil con-
science, and the best thing man can
have is what Paul calls good con-
science.
But Is there no such thing as moral
publication? If man is sinner once
must he always be sinner, and an
unforgiven sinner? We have all had
conscience after us. Or do you tell me
that all the words of your life have
been just right, and all the thoughts OF
your heart have been just right, and
all the actions of your life just right?
Then you do not know yourself and l
take the responsibility of saying you
are a pharisee, you are a hypocrite,
you are a Pontius PLATE, and do not
know it. You commit the very same
sin that PLATE committed. You have
crucified the Lord OF Glory. But II
nine-tenths Of this audience are made
up of thoughtful and earnest people.
then nine-tenths of this audience are
saying within themselves, rs there no
such thing as moral publication? Is
there no laver in which the soul may
wash and be clean?" Yes, yes, yes.
Tell it in song, tell it in sermon, tell
it in prayer, tell it to the hemispheres.
That is what David cried out for when
he said, Wash me thoroughly from
my sin, and cleanse me from mine In
iquities." And that is what in another
place, he cried out for when he said,
Wash me and l shall be whittier than
snow" Behold the LAYER of the Cos
pei, filled with living fountains. DID
you ever see the picture of the laver IN
the ancient tabernacle or in the an
cient temple? The laver in the an
cient tabernacle was made out of the
women's metallic looking glasses. 1t
was a great basin standing on beau
tiful PEDESTAL; but when the temple
was built, then the laver was an i'm
mense affair called the brazen sea; and
oh, how deep were the floods there
gathered! And there were ten LAYERS
beside-flve at the right and five at
the left-and each LAYER had three hun
dred gallons Of water. And the out
side of these LAYERS was carved and
chased with palm trees so delicately
cut you could almost see the leaves
tremble, and lions SO true to life that
you could imagine you could see the
nostril throb, and the cherubim with
outspread wings. That magnificent
laver of the old dispensation is fee
BILE type of the more glorious LAYER OF
our dispensation-ou sunlit dispense
ton. /
Here is the laver holding rivers OF
salvation, having for its pedestal the
Rock of Ages, carved with the figure
Of the lion of Judah's tribe, and hav-
ing palm branches for victory, and
wings suggestive Of the souls flight
toward God in prayer, and the souls
fight heavenward when we die. Come
We auditory and wash away all your
sins however aggravated, and all your
sorrows, however agonizing. Come to
this fountain, open for all sin and I'M
cleanness, the furthest, the worst. You
need not carry your sins half a Sec
ond. Come and wash in this glorious
gospel laver. Why, that is an oppor-
tunity enough to swallow up all ma
tions. That is an opportunity that will
yet stand on the Alps and beckon to
Italy, and yet stand on the Pyrenees
and beckon to Spain, and it will yet
stand on the Ural and beckon to Rus
STA, and 1t will stand at the gate of
heaven and beckon to all nations. Far
don for all sin, and pardon right away,
through the blood of the Son of God.
A little child that had been blind, but
through skilled surgery brought to
sight, said, why, mother, why didn't
you tell me the earth and the sky are
so beautiful? Why didn't you tell
me?" oh" replied the mother, my
child, did tell you often; l often told
you how beautiful they are; but you
were blind, and you couldn't seel"
oh, If we could have our eyes opened
to see the glories in Jesus Christ we
would feel that the half had never been
told us, and you would go to some
Christian man and say, why didn't