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count of the debt paid !—that which liberates him satisfies them. But God complains, that notwithstanding the account has been settled near two thousand years, you have not brought the handwriting which He nailed to the tree—the only one thing that can satisfy the sinner—that can save him—that can bring him to God, in acceptance and love, and in righteousness divine-the righteousness of God in Christ.

We might go on with this indictment—this table of articles against us; but we pause ; for truly the summing up and the sentence against us must be something dreadful. What is the summing up? Here it is :—“I, EVEN

I, AM HE”—have you all your Bibles open ?—“ I, even I, am He that”—what? That condemneth ? is that it? That must pronounce your doom?—is that it ? That must separate you from me for ever?—is that it? I declare to you, my friends, I have sometimes looked back on the page to see was it really so; for one can hardly understand such love—such grace I, even I, am He that BLOTTETH OUT THY TRANSGRESSIONS, and WILL NOT REMEM. BER THY SINS.” Wonderful! Instead of death He gives a great discharge !—blots out!

How can He do it? He can do it because of the work of the Cross. He put “ FINISHED” at the foot of the account there ; and having put “finished," “settled,” at the foot of it, He nailed it up in triumph on His cross, where all that pass by can see and read it. There, sinner, you and I can look at it with joy! Any creditor would put his pen at the foot of an account if settled, and there is the end of it. He did not ask for more than what would cover it. God asks for death -that the sinner should die. “ The wages of sin is death.” Christ “ died for the ungodly.”

Does it seem too easy? Ah! no; not easy! It cost

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Him His life. It cost God His Son. He gave Him up for us all, that He might give us life.

Wonder of wonders is the Gospel! How little is it believed! How few see God in the light of that sacrifice! Here He says, “I, even I, am He that blotteth out thy transgressions." Mark, the God who says, “ You do not call upon me, but have wearied me with your sins," is the same who says, “I, even I, am He that blotteth out thy transgressions, and will not remember thy sins.” But for whose sake ?

66 Mine own sake.“ To reveal my own character—my righteousness and love-your iniquities I will remember no more.'

This is the only thing that I know of that God never remembers. He remembers every angel ; He remem

. bers every drop of water-every being in existence, everything He ever made, from the veriest animalculæ to the loftiest angel. He numbers the hairs of your head.

. He counts your tears. “ Are they not in His bottle ?" But here—so to speak—God's memory breaks down.

Thy sins and thine iniquities I will remember no more.' May my God give you to know it. If there is anyone here who never heard it before—who has been looking on a caricature of God—a poor sinner who thinks God is a tyrant—that God simply hates him—let me tell you, that such a God is not the God of the Bible. And oh! perchance there may be one here—only one—who never heard it before, let me give that one the Gospel. What is the Gospel ? “Though your sins, your own, be as scarlet”-yea,

, though “they be red like crimson”—what then ? “Perdition ?" God forbid. No! here is the Gospel

Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white als snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be” — what ? " as wool.What a wonderful thing! But, beloved, it is the Gospel. How do you like it? It is good news to the guilty—salvation to the lost. Mark, the Gospel does not read thus:-“ If your sins

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be not quite as scarlet, then they shall be as snow; or if they are nearly crimson, then they shall be as wool.” No; but though they be scarlet-double-dyed—they shall be as white as snow. We are told it as a philosophical fact, that the intense crimson or scarlet dye cannot be expelled; the blue can be expelled, or the purple can be expelled, but there is a crimson dye which the chemist, with all the aid of modern discoveries, cannot expel. But what a human chemistry cannot do, God can do. God says, though they be as scarlet—as crimson—they shall be expelledblotted clean out - shall be as wool! Oh! what a Gospel! Like wool! How like wool? Is it in contrast only? No; but because a crimson deeper than your sins flowed out from the cross. The blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanseth us from all sin.Oh, there is something whiter than snow, and that is a soul washed in the blood of Jesus !

Did I not believe that, I should be miserable; it would not be of any use if I thought one sin could still stain me. But there is nothing outside these three letters, “ ALL.” If I said a man had left all his property to his son, you would understand that there was not a stick nor tree that had not been left to him: and if a man had committed forty murders, and thirty-nine of them had been expiated by others for him, but not the fortieth, he would have to go to the drop for that one.

If I did not believe that all my sins were judged, expiated by the blood of Jesus, from the time I was first taken into her arms who bore me, to the time when some hand shall close my eyes down in my coffin, I could not have peace. But I have peace, and it is peace with God. Hal you talk of making your own peace: you might as well try to make brick without straw. You make peace! No, no: peace was made on the cross. God made it. Christ made it. It is all of His making. I

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see it, and have it. It is mine. If I had the sturdiest sinner in the land before me, I could tell him that the moment he sees that, he too is entitled to peace. I would tell him, on the authority of God, that he is saved. I would give him absolutionnot a priestly absolution, nor a ministerial absolution—not a human absolution, but a divine absolution. Here it isBelieve on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be. lost ? condemned? What is the word ? It is “SAVED." Yes, saved—fully and eternally saved -with no condemnation—no hell. The Lord took the cup of wrath—that dreaded cup!-and

· Drank damnation dry.” Yes, DRY-for, now, in that cup there is not a drop, not a dreg, not an atom left. There is no punishment -no hell; but there is salvation for the lost—there is pardon for the guilty. Oh! if I preached for a million years, I could tell you nothing more. The Gospel is— good news for the sinner; it is salvation for the lost; it tells of life for the dead, heaven for those who are on their way to hell, God for the creature, heaven and God and everlasting life for every sinner that believeth.

One evening, at the old Metropolitan Hall, I went down from the platform, and a person said to me, “ Sir, I am a Roman Catholic. I was never in a place like this before; but since I came in, I have been saved.” “How do you know that ?" I said. " Have you not told me that all our sins were laid on the cross, and that they are gone ?” “Well,” I said, “and have you now no hell pa

No,” said he;

" And will you have punishment after you die ?” “None.” I walked to the other side of the hall, and a second person came and said nearly the same words; then a third. You see they believed it at once. The dying thief did not take a moment to find out that he was saved. The devil was saying,

none.

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in the twinkling of an eye, he recognised the lordship of Jesus, and heard the blessed words, “ This day thou shalt be with me in Paradise."

Oh! what a blessed Gospel is this ! Ah, dear people, some of you have never called upon God; you have brought Him your moodiness, your gloominess, your readings, and your prayers. The devil often allows a man to read the Bible, and then, perhaps, to weep for his sins; but when that man gets ill, and is about to die, he is terrified, and says,

66 Let me see a minister ; let some good book be brought.” But who ever paid debts that way? How will that set you free from the clutch of justice? I have seen a man in such agony, that the tears would not come. But would his tears, if he had them, satisfy justice ? No: justice has nothing to say to tears; but the Gospel is, Christ had tearsdied. Oh, it is not our tears, or our death, but His ; oh believe, and have salvation on the spot. You are thinking, perhaps, that the preacher makes out God a Being of mere forgiveness, and gives but a one-sided view of God.

But no. I love to tell the sweet reverie I once had of His justice. Methought I was looking up at the cross, and saw thereon a heavenly visitant; by the sternness of her features, I knew she must be Justice; I saw that it was Justice sitting over the cross : and as my eye rested on the scene, I said, “ There has been strange work here?” “Yes,” said Justice ; “strange work.” Thou hast been plunging the sword into that victim," I said. “ Yes," said she. “ Then,” said I, “has it nothing more to do ?” “ No; there is nothing more to do: that sword was to have gone into thee, but it has gone into this victim instead." I said, “ What is this upon the hilt of thy sword ?" (for there was a dead, shrivelled thing nailed to the hilt.) “ That,” said Justice, " is the fang of the old enemy—the sting of death, which is sin: there it is; I am going to hang it up

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