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Ob, higher yet his star shall rile;
THE SERMON ON THE MOUNT.
As the light of the bright morning broke over the hills of Judea, a great multitude was seen hastening up the sides of the mountain. All the night long the Son of Man had been on this mountain alone. What prayers he offered, what desires he expressed, what visions he saw,
we may never know in this world. But early the crowds have gathered that they may hear him speak. They have heard that no human tongue ever uttered notes so sweet, that no human voice ever thrilled the heart with such power, leaving its echo in the soul, like some sweet music that seems to hover over the harp that first created the melody, and their hearts whisper that he may be the long-promised Messiah.
Near, and around him stand the many who call themselves his scholars. These he calls to him, and from them selects twelve by name. The multitude wonder. Are these the twelve who are to be generals in his army, marshals in his empire, as he leads out the hosts of Israel to their deliverance? Are these to be his stair officers in that mighty struggle, in
consequence for the new prophet of Nazareth to send out a few illiterate men as heralds of his kingdom. Without education, wealth, genius, the patronage of the rich, or any thing by which they might hope to attract attention. They surrounded their teacher, and were told to go out in his name, and under his sole authority! How eagerly Peter, ardent and headstrong, listened! How timidly did lovely John receive the command! How strong arose the hope in the bosom of the traitor, that he would now have the opportunity to fill his purse! They thought that it was a commission to them to go out and preach the gospel: we see that it embraced the commission of every faithful
preacher of that gospel to the end of the world. They thought Judea and its environs would form the boundaries of their labours; they little knew that on continents then undiscovered, and in languages then uncreated, magnificent churches would bear their names, and they would be invoked as the guardian saints! But those brief instructions form all the commission Christ's servants can ever claim. It was like stamping laws on light and on water, so that the creation, of the first rainbow created every rainbow that shall ever hang on the dark clouds. The engineer seems to do but little as he marks out a track, and sets up here and there a stake, but in reality, he is deciding where the multitudes, who shall daily pass over that road, shall go. It is thus that the acts of our Saviour, which seem at first view to be insignificant, are found to contain in them vast results. The oak is wrapped in the acorn; the mighty tree in the little seed. The few instructions contained in this one commision are worth more to the human race than the mightiest volume that uninspired, plodding minds have ever penned. Genius may throw his beautiful creations upon the world, and they will.be admired: Learning may pour out his rich stores, and mankind will rise up and do him homage; Eloquence may throw his electrical wires over men, and make them
thrill at his will; Music may touch her lyre, and the heart will tremble in ecstasy: and Poetry may lift up the soul in regions where the sunshine, the light, the very breathings are unearthly: yet, after all, there was never a being who, in words so few, so simple, so childlike, bowed, subdued, and controlled so many hearts, as Jesus Christ. And if we were asked to point to a single page that beams with light like that which flashed from the Shekinah between the cherubim, we would turn to the great commission,—Jesus Christ sending out men to preach the gospel to all the earth.
CHRIST HEALING THE DEMONIAC.
Scene—Sunset in the cottage of the widow Sbelomlth, the Jewess.
O My children, would that you had been with mo to-day, that you might have seen the strange things I have seen. As I went out to the harvest-field to glean the widow's portion, the scattering cars, with little Helez, who so earnestly desired to see the reaping, I found the reapers leaving their work, and hastening, with multitudes of strangers, towards Capernaum. On my inquiring what this meant,
A]reedy the untutored crowd
Prepare to glorify their Qod,—
Is there a heart untuned to praise?
Ah, yes; those scoffing Rabbis raise
The cry of blasphemy; For none
Can pardon sins but Qod alone."
How meekly did the Saviour then
His Godhead and his power maintain :—
"Whether is easier to say,
. Rise, take thy couch, and go thy way;'
Or to prepare a soul for heaven,
By showing all Its sins forgiven f
But that your hardened hearts may know,
The Son of Man hath power below,
I to this palsied sufferer say,
'Rise, take thy couch, and go thy way !'"
The crowds their shouts of honour raise,
As with glad haste the man obeys,
And mingles gratitude with praise.
Abdon, our neighbour, said, "Jesus, the carpenter's son, is near," and hurried on. Having heard of the wonders done by this new prophet, I took your little brother by the hand, and led him to the grove just in sight of Capernaum, whore Jesus stood. You ask me how
he looked? Ah! my children, I cannot describe his majesty and loveliness ;—he is fairer than the sons of men. Around him stood twelve men who follow him, they say, in all his wanderings. Before he began to speak, n stir arose in the crowd, and two strong !shmael