THE MISSION OF THE SON OF MAN.

Otago Witness, Issue 2303, 21 April 1898, Page 54

THE MISSION OF THE SON OF MAN.

A Sermon Delivered on Sabbath Morning, July 4, 1558, by the Rev. C. H. Spuugeon. ." There is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth. ' — Luke xv. 10.

Man's heart is never big enough to hold either its joys or its sorrows. You never heard of a man whose heart was exactly full of sorrow; for no sooner is it full than it overflows. The first prompting of the soul is to tell its sorrow to another. The reason is that our heart is not large enough to hold our grief, and we need to have another heart to receive a portion thereof. It is even so with our joy. When the heart is full of joy, it always allows its joy to escape. It is like the fountain in the market-place — whenever it is full it runs away in streams, and so soon as it ceases to overflow, you may be quite sure that it has ceased to be full. The only full heart is the overflowing heart. You know this, beloved, you have proved it to be true, for when your soul has been full of joy you have first called together your own kindred and friends, and you have communicated to them the cause of your gladness; and when those vessels have been full even to the brim, you have been like the woman who borrowed empty vessels of her neighbours, for you have asked each of them to become partakers in your joy, and when the hearts of all your neighbours have been full, yoti have felt as' if they were not large enough, and the whole world has been called upon to join in your praise You bade the fathomless ocean drink in your joy; you spoke to the trees and bade them clap their hands, while th% mountains and hills were invoked by you to break forth into singing; the very stars of heaven seemed to look down upon you, and you bade them sing for you, and all the world was full of music through the music that was in your heart. And, after all, what is man but the great musician of the world? The universe is a great organ with mighty pipes. Space, time, eternity, are- like the throats of this great organ, and man, a little creature, puts his fingers on the keys, and wakes the universe to thunders ot harmony, stirring up the whole creation to mightiest acclamations of praise. Know ye not that man is God's high priest in the universe? All things else are but the sacrifice; but he is the priest, carrying in his heart the fire, and in his hand the wood, and in his mouth the two-edged sword of dedication, with which he offers tip all things to God. But I have no doubt, beloved, the thought has 'sometimes struck us that our praise does not go far enough. We seem as if we dwelt in an isle cut off from the mainland. This world, like a fair planet, swims in a sea of ether unnavigated by mortal ship. We have sometimes thought that surely our praise was confined to the shores of this poor narrow world, that it was impossible for us to pull the ropes which might ring the belle of heaven, that we could by no means whatever reach our hands so high as to svreep the celestial chords of angelic harps. We have said to oxirselves there is no connection between earth* and heaven. A huge black wall divides us. A straight of unnavigable waters shuts us out. Our prayers cannot reach to heaven, neither can our praises affect the celestials. Let us learn from our text how mistaken we are. We are, after all, however much we seem to be shut oiit from heaven, and from the great universe, but a province of God's vast united empire, and what is done on earth is known in heaven; what is sung on earth is sung in heaven , and there is a sense in which it i 3 true that the tears of earth are wept again in paradise, and the sorrows of mankind are felt again, even on the throne of the Most High. My text tells us " There is joy in the presence of the angels of God, over one sinner that repenteth." It seems as if it, showed me a bridge by which I might cross over into eternity. II doth, as it were, exhibit to me certain magnetic wires which convey the intelligence of what is done here to spirits in another world. It teaches me that there is a real and wonderful connection between this lower world and that which is beyond the skies, where God dwelleth, in the land of the happy.

We shall talk about that subject a little this morning. My first head will be " The sympathy of the world above with the world below" ; the second, "The judgement of the angels," — they rejoice over repenting sinners; we shall see what is their ground for so doing. The third will be '' A lesson for the saints" , if the angels in heaven rejoice over repenting sinners, so should we.

1., In the first place, our text teaches us the sympathy of the two worlds. Imagine not, O son of man, that thou art cut off from heaven , for there is a ladder, the top whereof doth rest at the foot of the throne of the Almighty, the base whereof is fixed in the lowest place of man's misery' Conceive not that there is a great gulph fixed between thee and the Father, across which his mercy cannot come, and over which thy prayers and faith can never leap. Oh, think not, son of man, that thou dwellest in a storm-girt island, cut off from the continent of eternity. I beseech thee, believe that there is a bridge across that chasm, a road along which feet may travel. This world is not separated, for all creation is but one body. And know thou, O son of man, though thou in this world dothi but dwell, as it were on the foot, yet from the feet even to the head, there are nerves and veins that do unite the whole. The same great heart which beats in heaven beats on earth. The love of the Eternal Father which cheers the celestial, makes glad the teriestri.il too. Kest assured that though the glory of the celestial be one and the glory of the terrestrial be another, yet they are but another vi appearance, for after all, they are the same. Oh ! list thee, son of man, and thou wilt soon learn that thou art no stranger in a strange land — a houseless Joseph in the land of Egypt, shut out from his Father, and his children, who still remain in the happy paradise of Canaan. No, thy Father loves thee still. There is a connection between thee and him. Strange that though leagues of distance lie between the finite creature and the infinite Creature, yet there are links that unite tis both ! When a tear is wept by thee, think not thy Father doth not behold, for, "Like as a father pitieth his children so the Lord pitieth them that fear him." Thy sigh is able to move the heart of Jehovah, thy whisper can incline his ear unto thee, thy prayer can stay his hands, thy faith can move his arm. Oh, think not that God sits on high in an eternal slumber, taking no account of thee. " Shall a mother forget her suckling child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yea, she may forget, yet will I not forget thee." Engraven upon the Father's hand thy name remains, and on his heart recorded there thy person stands. He thought of thee before the wo»lds were made — before the channels of the sea ware scooped, or the gigantio mountains lifted their heads in the white clouds, he thought of theo. He thinketh on thee still, "I, the Lord, do keep it ; I will water it every moment . lest any hurt it I will keep it uight and day." For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro in every place, to show himself strong on the behalf of all them that fear him. Thou art not cut .off from him. Thou dos: move in him, in him thou dost live and have fiy being. "Heis a very present help in time of trouble."

Hen? ember again, O heir of immortality, that thou art not only linked to the Godhead, but ther.e is another, one iv heaven with v?hona jftou

hast a, strange, yet near connection. In the centre of the throne sits one who is thy brother, allied to thee by blood. The Son of God, eternal, equal with his Father, became in the fullness of time the Sort of Mary, an infant of a span long. He was, yea is, bone of thy bone and flesh of thy flesh. Think not that thou art cut off from the celestial world while he is there, for is he not thy head, and hath he not himself declared that thou art a member of his body, of his flesh and of his bones? Oh, man, thou art not separated from heaven whilst Jesus tells thee : " 1 feel at my heart all thy sighs and thy groans, For thou art most near me, my flesh and my

boiies ; In all thy distresses thy Head feels the pain, They all are most needful, not one is in. vain." Oh, poor, disconsolate mourner, Christ remembers thee every hour. Thy sighs are his sighs, thy groans are his groans, thy prayers are his prayers :

" He in his measure feels afiesli i What every member bears." s Crucified he is when thou art crucified, lie dies when thou diest; thou livest in him, and he lives in thoe, and because he lives slialt thou j live also , thou Shalt rise in him, and thou shalt \ sit together in the heavenly places with. him. \ Oh, never was husband nearer to his wife, and | Aever head nearer to the members, and never 1 soul nearer to the body of this flesh, than Christ is unto thee, and while it is so think not ih.pt heaven and earth 'are divided. They are but kindred worlds , two ships moored close to one another, and one shorb plank of death will enable you to step from one into the other; this ship, all black and coaly, having done the ' coasting trade, the dusty business of to-day, and | being full of the blackness of torrow ; and that ship all golden, with its painted pennon flying, and it j sail all spread, white as bhe down of the sea-bird, fair as the angel's wing — I tell thee, • man, the ship of heaven is moored side by side ' with the ship of earth, and rock though this j ship may, and career though she will on stormy • winds and tempests, yet the invisible and j golden ship of heaven sails by her side never j sundered, never divided, always ready, in order ; that when the hour shall come thou mayest ! leap from bhe black, dark ship, and step upon j the golden deck of that thrice happy one iv ! which thou shalt sail for ever. j But, O man of God, there are other golden | links besides this which bind the present to the I future and time into eternity. And what are j time and eternity, after all, to the believer, but } like the Siamese twins, never to be separated ? This earth is heaven below, the next world is J but a heaven above ; it is the same house — this I is the lower room, and that the upper, but the < same roof covers both, and the same dew falls : upon each. - Remember, beloved, that the 1 spirits of the jxist made perfect are never far j from you and me if wo are lovers of Jesus. All j those who have passed the flood have still communion, with us. Do we not sing : " The saints on earth, and all the dead, But one communion make; All join in Christ, the living Head, And of his grace partake." "We have but one Head for the church triumphant and for the church militant : " One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Pars oi the host liave crossed the flood, ! And part are crossing now." j Doth not the apostle tell us that the saints ' above are a cloud of. witnesses? After he had \ mentioned Abraham and Isaac and Jacob and | Gideo i and Barak and Jephthah, did ho not i say, " Wherefore seeing we also are compassed ] about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let iis j lay aside every weight." Lo, we are running in the plains, and the glorified ones are looking down upon us. Thy mother's eyes follow thee, young man; a father's eyes are looking down j upon thee, young woman. The eyes of my 1 godly grandmother, long since glorified, I doubt j not, rest on mo perpetually. No doubt in j heaven they often talk of us. Methinks they j sometimes visit this poor carth — they never go j out of heaven, it is true, for heaven is every- ' where t j them. This world is to them but just j one corner of God's heaven, one shady bower of ; paradise. * ; The saints of the living God are, I doubt not, ' very near unto us ( when we think them very far j away. At any rate they still remember us, still s look for us, for this is ever upon their hearts — i the truth that they without us cannot be made j perfect. They cannot be a perfect church till j we are gathered in, and therefore do they long i for our appearing. * j But to come to our text a little more minutely. It assures us that the angels have communion with us. Bright spirits, first,- j I born sons of God, do ye think of me? Oh, > cherubim, great and mighty ; seraphim, burn- ! ing, winged with lightning, do ye think of us? | | Gigantic is your stature. Our poet tells ixs , that the wand of an angel might make a mast j ! for some tall admiral, and doubtless he was 1 right when lie said so. Those angels of God ] are creatures mighty and strong, doing his commandments, hearkening to his word — and do I they take notice, of us? Let the Scripture | answer, " Are they nob all ministering spirits, j sent forth to minister unto those that shall be i heirs of salvation? " "The angel of the Lord I encampeth round about them that fear him." " For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways ; they shall bear j thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone." Yes, the brightest angels are but the serving men of the saints ;" they are our j lacqueys and our footmen. They wait upon j us, they are the troops of our bodyguard, and we might, if our eyes were opened, see what' Elisha saw, horses of fire and chariots of fire round about us ; so that we should joyously say, " Mori are the5 r that are with us than they that" ! are against us." Our text tells tis that the angels of God re- | joice over repenting sinners. How is that? They are alwa3's as happy as they can be, how can they be any happier? The text does not say that they are any happier, but perhaps that they show their happiness more. " -A man may have a Sabbath every day, as he ought to have if he be a Christian, and yet on the first day of the week he will let his Sabbatism come \ [ out plainly, for then the world shall see that lie j j doth rest. " A merry heart hath a continual ! | feast;" but then even the merry heart hath > | some special days on which it feastetli well. ; To the glorified every day is a Sabbath, biit of j some it can be said, " and that Sabbath was an j high day." There are days when the angels i sing more loudly than usual ; they are always | j harping well God's praise, but sometimes the | I gathering hosts who have been flitting far ) through the universe, come home to their centre, and round the throne of God, standing in serried ranks, marshalled not for battle but I for music, on certain set and appointed days they chant the praises of the Son of God, " who loved us and gave himself for us." And do you ask me when those days occiir.? I tell you, the birthday of every Christian is a sonnet day in heaven. There are Christmas days iii paradise, where Christ's high mass is kept, and Christ is glorified' not because he was born in a manger, but becavise he is born in a broken heart. There are days— good days in heaven ; days of sonnet, red-letter days, of overflowing adoration. And these are days when blia shepherd brings home the lost sheep upon his shoulder, when the church has swept her house and found the lost piece of money ; for then are these friends and neighbours called together, and they rejoice with joy unspeakable and fill' of glory over one sinner that repenteth. I have thus, I hope, shown you that there is a greater connection between earth and heaven I than any of us dreamed. And now let none of ] us think, when we look upward to the blue sky, I tluvt w,§ are far froja %oWii. iU is a verjr littlji

distancs from us. When the day comes wo shall g3 post-haste there, even without horses and chariots of fire. Balaam called it a land that is very far off, we know better — it is a land that is very near. Even now " By faith we join our hands With those that went before, And greet the blood-besprinkled bands Upon the eternal shore." All hail, bright spirits! I see you now. All hail, angels! All hail, ye brethren redeemed! A few more hours, or days, or months, and we shall join your happy throng; till then your! joyous fellowship, yoxir sweet compassion shall ever be our comfort and our consolation, aad having weathered all storms of life, we shall at last anchor with you within the port of everlasting peace

11. But the angels are said to sing whenever a sinner repents. Let us see if there is any, judgment in their song, or whether they make a mistake. Why do angels sing over penitent sinners ?

In the first place, I think it is because they remember the day 3of creation. You know when G od made this world, and fixed the beams of the heavens in sockets of light, the morning stars sang together, and the sons of God: shoute ! for joy ; as they saw star after star flying abroad like sparks from the great anvil of Omnipotence, they began to sing, and every time they saw a new. creature made upon this little earth, they praised afresh. When first •7 <1 a A v lißht they cla PPecl their hands and said, Great is Jehovah, for he said 'Light be!' and light was." And when they saw sun and moon and stars, again they clapped their hands and they said, " He hath made great lights, for, his mercy endureth for ever. The sun to rule the day, for his mercy endureth for ever. The moon to rule the night, for his mercy endureth for ever." And over everything he made, they, chanted evermore that sweet song, " Creator, thou art to be magnified, for thy mercy enduret'i for ever." l^Tow when they see a sinner returning they see the creation over again, for repentance is a new creation. No man ever reppnts until God makes in him a new heart and a right spirit. Ido not know that ever since the day when God made the world, with the exception of new hearts, the angels have seen God make anything else. He may, if he hath so please:!, have made .freah worlds since thas time. But perhaps the only instance of new creation, they have ever seen since the first do-/, is the creation of a new heart and a right spirit within the breast of a poor penitent sinnor. Therefore do they sing, because creation comet!; over again.

I doubt not, too, that they sing because thej behold God's works afresh shining in excel- , lence When God first made the world, he said of it, " It is very good " — he could not say so now. There are many of you that God could ■ not say that of. He would have to say the very I revers;-. He would have to say, " No, that is | very bad, for the trail of the serpent hath swept away thy beavity, that moral excellence which, once dwelt in manhood has passed away " ; but when the sweet influences of tho Spirit bring men to repentance and faith again, God looks upon man, and he saith, "J'a is very good." For what his Spirit makes is like himself — good and holy and precious; and God smiles again over his twice-made creation, and sayetli once more, "It is very good." Then the angels begin again and praise his name, whose works are always good and full of beauty, i But, belov-ed, the angels sing over sinners i that repent, because they know what that poor ' sinner has escaped. You and I can never im- ! agine all the depths of hell. Shut out from us i by a black veil of darkness, we cannot tell tho I horrors of that dismal dungeon of lost souls. I Happily, the waitings of the damned have | never startled us, for a thousand tempests were but a maiden's whisper, compared with one wail of a damned spirit. It is not possible for us to see the tortures of those souls who dwell eternally within an anguish that knows no alleviation. Those eyes would become sight- | less balls of darkness if they were permitted for I an instant to look into that ghastly shrine oi j torment. Hell is horrible, for we may say of it, j eye hath not seen nor ear heard, neither hath it ■ entered into the heart of man to conceive the ! horrors which God hath prepared for them thafc ; hate him. But the angels know better than, j you or I could gtiess. They know it, not that . they have felt it, but they remember that day S when Satan and his angels rebelled against | God. They remember the day when the third i part of the stars of heaven revolted against heir j liege Lord, and they have not forgotten how the Jred right hand of Jehovah Jesus was wrapt in i thunder; they do not forget that breach in the j battlements of heaven when, down from the greatest heights to the lowest depths Lucifer , and hii hosts were hurled, they have never for1 gotte i how with sound of trumpet they pursued j the flying foe down to the sulphs of black de- ! spair, and, as they neared that place where the i great serpent is to be bound in chains, they rej member how they saw Tophet, which was prej pared of old, the pile whereof is wood and much. | sniokj , and they recollect how when they j winge 1 back their flight, every . tongue was | silent, although they might well have shouted j the praise of him who conquered Lucifer; but' j on them all there did sit a solemn awe of one i who could smite a cherubim, and cast him in hopeless bond 3of everlasting despair. They knew what hell was, for they had looked within its jaws and seen their own brothers fast enclosed within them, and, therefore, when they see a sinner saved they rejoice because there is one less to be food for the never-dying worm — one more soul escaped out of the mouth of the j lion. " j There is yet a better reason. The angels know what "the joys of heaven are, and therefore, they rejoice over one sinner that repenteth. We .talk about pearly gates and golden streets and white robes and harps of gold and crowns of amaranth, and all that ; but if an angel could speak to us of heaven, he would smile and say, " All these fine things are but child's talk, and ye are little children, and ye cannot understand the greatness of eternal bliss, and therefore God has given you a child's horn book, and an alphabet in which you may; learn the first rough letters of what heaven is, but what it is thou dost not know. 0 mortal, thine eye hath never yet beheld its splendours, thine ear hath never yet been ravished with its j melodies, thy heart has never been transported ! with its peerless joys." Thou mayest talk and ; think and guess and dream, but thou canst i never measure the infinite heaven which God j has provided for his children; and therefore it is, when they see a soul saved and a sinner reI penting, that they clap their hands, for they, } know that all those blessed mansions are theirs, ! since all those sweet places of everlasting I happiness are the entail of every sinner that repenteth. But I want you just to read the text again, while I dwell upon another thought. " There is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sir-ncr that repenteth." Now, why do they not save their joy till that sinner dies and goes to heaven? ' Why do they rejoice over him; when he repents? My Arminian friend, I; think, ought to go to heaven to set them right' joice prematurely. According to the Arminiaa must be very .wrong of them, because they rejoice prematurely. According to the Arminiaa 'doctrine a man may repent, and yet he may be lost ; h i may have grace to repent and believey and yet he may fall from grace and be a cast-* away. Now, angels, don't be too fast. Perhaps you may have to repent of this one day; 1 , if the Arminian doctrine be true I would advise you to save your song for greater joys. _Why,, angels, perhaps the men that you are singing over to-day you will have to mourn over to-mor-i row. lam quite sure that Arminius never! { taught his doctrine in heaven. Ido not know ' whether he- is there — I hope he is, but he is no j longer an Arminian; but if he ever taught his S jS&iW *&«»•& ]is wo\\s fee JH&.SB& 3&S a ""

/on why angels rejoice is because they know thafc when a sinner repents ho is absolutely • saved, or elso they would rejoice prematurely, «ad would have good cause for retracting their merriment on some future occasion. But the «ngels know what Chnt>t meant wbeo ho said, "I give unto my sheep eternal life, and they shall never perish, neither shall any pluck them out cf my hand," and therefore they rejoice over repenting sinners because they know they are saved. There is yet one more fact 1 will mention before 1 leave this point. It is said that the angels rejoice over one sinner that ropentethKfow this evening it shall be my happy privilege to give the right hand of fellowship to no less than 48 sinners that have repented, and there will be groat joy and rejoicing iv our churches to night, because these 48 have been .immersed on a profession of their faith But Low loving are the angels to men, for they rejoice over one sinner that repentuth. There she is in that garrpt where the stars look between the tiles. There is a miserable bed in that room with but one bit of covering, and she lielh there to iliol Poor creature, many si night she has walked the streets m the +,imo of her merriment, but now her joys are over;* a foul disease, like a demon, is devouring her Kenrtl She is dying fast, and no one careth for lier soul! But there, m that chamber, she </urua her face to the wall, and she cries, " O •thou that savedst Magdalene, save, me; Lord I lopenfc; have mercy upon me, I beseech thee." Did the bells ring- in the street 2 Was the trumpet blown? Ah, no. Did men. rejoice? Was there a sqund of thanksgiving in the midst of tho great congregation ? No ; no one heard it, for she died unseen. But stay! There "was oil's standing at her bedside who noted well ■that tear; an angel who had come down from heaven to watch over this stray sheep and mark its return, and no sooner was her prayer uttered Than h ) clapped his wingß, and there was seen fiying up to the pearly gates a spirit like a star. 'lhe hesvenly guards came crowding to the gate crying, "What news, O son of fire'" He said, " 'Tis done." "And what is done?" they said "Why, she has repented." "What' she who ■was once a chief of sinners? has she turned to Christ?" '"Tis even, so," said he. And then •-hey told it through the streets, and the bells of •caver. rang marriage peals, for Magdalene was ived, and she who had been the chief of sinrs was turned unto the living God. It was ni another place. A poor, neglected tie boy in ragged clothing had run about tho .eefcd for many a day. Tutored in crime he *3 paving his path to the gallows, but one .orning he passed by a htimble room, where ome men and women were sitting together caching poor ragged children. He stepped in Lere, a wild Bedouin of the streets, they .c-Iked to him, they told him about a soul and fc>,oul an eternity — things he had never heard j before; they spoke of Jesus and of good tidings j 'of great joy to this poor friendless lad. He ! jrent another Sabbath, and anothei ; his wild iiabits hanging about him, for he could not get lid of tliera At last it happened that his isacher said to him one day, "Jesus Christ reteivet 1 . sinners." That little boy ran, but not fcr>rne for it was but a mockery to call it so — v/here a drunken father and a lascivious mother 'Icept'a hellish riot together. He ran, and under some dry arch, 'or ia come wild unfre- , quented corner^. Ke bent Lis .little knees, and there h_> 'cried, thai 'pctor "creature in his rags, "Jiord save^e^g-^I perish" ; and, the little Ai?ab was on hs^yhiees— the little thief was fcaved '. He said : , v ** Jesus, lover of ray soul, let rue to thy bosom fly" ; md up from that old arch, from that forsaken hovel, there flew a spirit, glad to bear the news to heaven that another heir of glory was born to <3x>d. I might picture many such seens; but ■will each of you try to picture your own ? You lemember the occasion when the Lord met with. you. Ah, little did you think what a commotion there was in heaven. If the Queen had erdere. 1 ! out all her soldiers, the angels of heaven would not have stopped to notice them ; if all the princes of the earth had marched in < pageant through the streets with all their robes ! and jewellery and crowns and all their regalia, ! their chariots and their horsemen — if the pomps ] of ancient monarchies had risen from the tomb, if all the might of Babylon and Tyre and' Greece Lad been concentrated into -one great parade, yet not an angel would have stopped iv his course to smile at those poor tawdry things ; but over you, the vilest of the vile, the poorest > of the poor, the most obscure and unknown — j over you angelic wings werg hovering, and con- \ cernin^ you it was said on earth and sung in heaven, " Hallelujah, for a child is born to God-, to-day." , 111 And now I must conclude with this lesson to the saints. I think, beloved, it will not be hard for you to learn. The angels of i heaven rejoice over sinners that repent ; saints I of God, will not you and Ido the same? Ido { not think the church rejoices enough. We all ' grumble enough and groan enough; but very | few of us rejoice enough. When we take a i large number into the church it is spoken of as ! a great mercy; but is the greatness of that mercy appreciated? I will tell you who they ' are that can most appreciate the conversion of sinner.*. They are those that are just con- , vertal themselves, or those that have -been great sinners themselves Those who have been , saved themselves from bondage, when they see | others coming .who have so lately worn the i chains, are so glad that they can well take the ' tabret^ and the harp and the pipe and the I psaltery, and praise God that there are other prisoners who have been emancipated by grace. But there are others who can do this better j still, and they are the parents and relations of j those wh ) are saved. You have thanked God | many times when 3 r ou have seen a sinner saved ; j but, mother, did you not thank him when you . saw your son converted ? Oh, those holy tears, theyaro not tears, they are God's diamonds, the , tears of a mother's joy, when her son confesses ! his faith in Jesus. O that glad countenance j -of the wife when she sees her husband, long ' bestial and drunken, at last made into a man i and a Christian! ph., that look of joy which a young Christian gives when, he sees his father converted, who had long oppressed and persecuted him. I was preaching this week for a young minister, and being anxious to know his character, I siDoke of him with apparent coolness to an estimable lady of his congregation. In a very few moments she began to warm in. bis favour. She said, " You must not say anything against him, sir, if you do it is because you do not know him." " Oh," I said, " I knew him long before you did ; he is not much, is he?" "Well," she said, "I must speak well of him, for he has been a blessing t.. my servants and family." I went out into the street and saw some men and women standing about, so I said to them, " I must take your minister away." "If you do, 1 they said, "we will follow you all over the world, if you take away a man who has done so much good to our souls." After collecting the testimony of 15 or 16 witnesses, I said, "If the man gets Buch witnesses as these let him go on , the Lord has opened his mouth, and the devil will never be able to shut it." These are the witnesses we want — men who can sing with the angels because their own households are converted to God. I hope it may be so with all of you, and if any of you are yourselves brought to Christ to-day— for he is willing to receive you — you will go out of this place singing, and the angels will j sing with you There shall be joy in earth and joy in heaven, on earth |Deace, and glory to God -in tha highest. The Lord bless you one and all for Jesus' sake. j