it is indigenous everywhere: only let it be fairly planted, and the frosts of the north cannot chill, nor the heat of the torrid zone consume it: a handful of its imperishable seed scattered on the mountain brings fruit which shakes like Lebanon;-"the wilderness and the solitary place are glad for it, and the deserts rejoice and blossom as the rose." It is also adapted to every class and order of mind. While some religions are suited to the ignorant and some to the cultivated, the Gospel of Christ is adapted to the intellect of every man. The sublimest truth of God is the simplest truth of God. Professing to be a revelation for man it cannot of course forget that the majority of mankind are among the uninstructed and unlettered— the wayfarers in the journey of life, and it is a revelation especially to the benighted and the lowly. It subdues itself for their benefit into briefest compass and plainest style, and the great truths of God's will and man's destiny are presented in language which tells upon the hearts of babes. It can be enjoyed with keen relish and fine susceptibility by the child in the Sabbath school, the miner in his drudgery, and the peasant at his plough. It bears with their infirmities, corrects their errors, allays their fears, inspires their hopes, and attends them on all the path of ther pilgrimage, like a glorious angel furling his wing, and stooping from his elevation, that he may help up the trippings of infancy or sustain the decrepitude and prostrations of age. While it thus bends in condescension to the lowly, it instructs equally minds of largest compass and profoundest thought. No elevation of intellect can tower above its sublimity; no acute investigator can detect it in error. The hours of eternity are reserved for the grasp of its fulness of meaning, and the student-seraph as he pores over its pages of light, droops his wings wearily, and asks of God to give him

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time, and strength, and rest. of the master minds of earth it has subdued. The Gospel of Christ! It has established its empire over minds themselves imperial, and constrained their acknowledgment of its divinity and power. Our noblest names in poetry and science have been loyal believers in Jesus. Those who have been inspired to catch the music of Paradise-to graduate the stars, and unbraid the light, have sworn their fealty to the Gospel of Christ. This is the sight at which angels stand and gaze, when the philosopher and the Christian are one; when firm faith and humble dependence keep down the vauntings of unholy pride; when amid caverns explored, planets discovered, trophies gathered, difficulties surmounted, triumphs wonthere is still a consecration upon Calvary, and twin-brother in faith with the meanest peasant who has found the pearl of great price-there is a rejoicing over this as the sublimest discovery of all, "God was in Christ, reconciling the world unto himself."

So suitable to man in his mental constitution is this Gospel of Christ-" And this is the word, which by the Gospel is preached unto you." "We are not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ." We preach it in its universality, and that universality includes you. Are you its subjects or its enemies? Have your minds learned its lore, or refused to listen to its voice? We preach the Gospel of Christ. It is a message from God unto you. Do you ask for its evidences? They accumulate with every day: they are piling themselves up with every event of time. Travel where you please in the lands whose destinies were foreshadowed on the prophetic page, everywhere there is fulfilment-minute, accurate, lasting. Edom, Babylon, Nineveh, Syria, Jerusalem—they are all eloquent of evidence to the truth of the Gospel of Christ. The Jew

in his individuality-in the world, but not of the worldpresent in all lands-incapable of fusion into the races of any-those tribes of the wandering foot and weary hand are a vast cloud of witnesses to the truth of the Gospel of Christ. The Romish apostacy, flaunting in its harlotry and in its pride, is a gigantic testimony to the truth of the Gospel of Christ. The Infidel, the while he denies it, bears its evidence graven on his brow of brass, which all the world but himself can read. The apathy of the Church, the activity of the agencies of evil, the scantiness of the number of the faithful-all these-because fulfilled prophecies, are evidences of the truth of the Gospel of Christ. And when we ask, as we gaze on it in its breadth, in its amplitude, in its wondrousness, in its royalty, whose is this image and superscription?-there is a mighty swell of utterance from the past ages and from the present time, which says unto us- -GOD'S. Brethren, try this Gospel for yourselves. Promise is prophecy: believe and you shall realize. Add to the other evidences the evidence of consciousnessthe blest feeling of pardon-high intercourse with heaven -adoption into the family-everlasting life. Thank God, you may. It is free for all. "He that believeth on the

Son of God hath the witness in himself."

It is adapted to the wants of man's moral nature.

There is a great difference in this matter between the Gospel and all other systems in the world. They have to do mainly with what is circumstantial and temporarythe Gospel almost entirely overlooks them, and selects for its attention those which are unlimited and enduring. It professes to comprise the supply of all the wants of mortals; but it goes upon an enlarged and magnificent principle. It does not, like false religions, become the empiric of the village, guard men against disabilities of individual lot, charm away sickness by its talismanic

power, or create on the spur of the moment a way out of every difficulty, and a joy in every trial. It renounces all forms of diabolism. Fetish-spells and rain-making vanish at its presence. The sorcerers burn their books under its high and spiritualizing influence. It regards, and teaches its followers to regard, the world in its littleness, and its heaviest sorrows as the light afflictions of a moment, and it settles down with a broad and noble purpose to felicitate the pilgrim of the earth, by preparing him as a traveller to heaven.

Man is ignorant, and in the Gospel there is knowledge. Sin has almost obliterated the knowledge of God, and of duty, from the human mind. The world is perishing for lack of it. Clouds rested upon the nations of oldunfringed and palpable darkness that might be felt. In reference to the future, there was no knowledge; conjecture instead of certainty, light glimmering through darkness, doubt enfeebling every conclusion, probability instead of assurance. The nations were in a midnight without a prospect of a dawn. And so it is yet where there is the absence of the Gospel of Christ. "But when the star arose at Bethlehem, to beguile the dreariness of the long evening, and to pour its radiance on the path of life, Jesus explained what was ambiguous, established what was doubtful, elucidated what was obscure."-Oh! there is no need to rest in darkness now-the day-spring from on high hath visited us, the Gospel of the world hath spoken the sun has arisen in his meridian strength and splendour. Brethren, every yearning of your awakened mind, every aspiration of your moral nature, every question about your future destiny, are realized in the Gospel of Christ. "To you is the word of this salvation sent." We offer you the Gospel as your guide through life, and your comfort in death. It will enlighten your ignorance, cor

rect and sublimate your vague and dreamy notions unswathe your spirit from the vassaldom of prejudice and pride, open up to your wondering soul the grand science of the heavenly, and let you in to God.

Man is guilty-the Gospel speaks of pardon.

That we are guilty before God we need not stop to prove. The fall has impressed itself in evidences too countless to be doubted; and our observation of the iniquities of others, and our experience of our own, fasten upon us the conviction that as by nature we are the children of wrath, so by practice we are the children of disobedience; "The wrath of God abideth upon us." We are exposed to his displeasure, compared with which the concentrated indignation of the universe would be as the harmless anger of a child. From this wrath to come we are naturally unable to escape. Repentance will not avail us-it can neither recall the past, nor avert the future. Penances however severe, cannot atone for transgression. Sacrifices of costliness cannot purchase the forgiveness of sin. Tears, shed for ages, cannot wash the leprous soul, nor quench the penal fires. The vain confidences fail us; the hail sweeps away the refuges of lies; but the Gospel of Christ comes to the aid of our hopelessness with its glorious message. Pardon! "Let the echo fly the spacious earth around." Pardon! Sound it in the ears of the sinful, that they may rejoice, and of the lost, that they may live. Pardon! Go into the sepulchre with it that it may wake some Lazarus in his moral shroud; speak it high and clear that it may rouse the failing strength, and fire the glazing eye. Pardon-Pardon for the guilty! Pardon without money and without price. Pardon for the guilty, for the lost, for all, for you. This is the Gospel of Christ. Call me fanatical, pity me as imbecile, brand me as mad;-"I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ."