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plained away by others - it cannot be unseason- its essential nature, as subversive of the wellable to call attention to the place which it holds being of the universe: but as a vice ratherin God's own teaching. For in Judaism it was something which affects only the sinner, and manifestly the central idea. The very word which renders him more an object of pity than of " atonement" is to be found in Leviticus upwards righteous condemnation. Thus, with many, the of forty times; and how much oftener the idea, it æsthetical prevails, to the exclusion of the governwere impossible to say, for that pervades and mental. But a religion of sentiment can be no colours the entire book, and indeed the whole substitute for a religion of fact and reality; for Mosaic dispensation. Nor of the meaning of the " the centre is not reached, nor the rock on which word are we left in doubt, for God himself has we must build." made it too plain to be mistaken: “ The life of Is it not, then, wise to ponder the lessons of the flesh is in the blood, and I have given it to Leviticus ? “For the observances of Judaism you upon the altar, to make an atonement for had no terrestrial origin. They were types, no your souls; for it is the blood that maketh an doubt; but such types as had their archetype atonement for the soul.” As typical of the life in heaven. They spake a language of symbols, to be one day offered in room of his own, blood indeed; yet not a language borrowed from the was sacred to the Jew, and forbidden for any human and the earthly, but a language framed purpose but that of sacrifice. Even blood shed by God himself, and put forth by him for the in hunting behoved to be reverently covered with very purpose of expressing the substantial realidust, in token of the mystery it involved (Lev. ties of the new dispensation. The sacrifices of xvii. 11-13).

the law were but sacrifices in figure. It was the Thus, in views the most impressive of the sacrifice of Christ which called them into being, divine holiness and man's accountability, were and gave them their significancy. The Jew saw, laid deep the foundations of the more glorious though in greater darkness, and as through the economy to follow. True, in Judaism the solem- medium of dawning twilight, the great lineanities of expiation set forth the guilt and penaltyments of the gospel scheme: the mercy of God of sin in a manner so awful that mercy was over- in that he forgives; yet a mercy so exercised as shadowed, and the character of God wore an to vindicate the honour of his law, the forgiveaspect of extremest rigour. Nevertheless, mercy ness being rendered through the ceremonial of a was underlying all the while; and of this mercy, sacrifice prescribed by himself.” atonement was itself the supreme expression, “It is the Atonement which constitutes Chrispointing as it did to the coming sacrifice on Cal-tianity the religion of sinners. It is by the vary (John iii. 16). For although the time charm and the efficacy which lie in the accepted had not come for the revelation afterwards made tidings of remission through the blood of an to Nicodemus, yet, in the Eternal purpose, the atonement, that the burden of guilt is lifted Lamb was slain before the foundation of the away from the heart. Atonement is the grand world (1 Peter i. 19, 20; Rer. xiii. 18). turning-point upon which the transition of the

But if the Jew trembled in the light of a holi- world from its ruin to its recovery is hinged. ness so intolerant of sin, the tendency in our day On the apprehension of it by the sinner is susis to the opposite extreme-- to repose in the pended the greatest of all personal revolutions. mercy of God as if he were no longer strict to He is at once translated into a new moral existmark iniquity. But if then God was not less The God whom before he dreaded, he merciful, neither is he now less just. Yet for- now confides in and loves. He has exchanged getting the perfection and the immutability of the spirit of bondage for the spirit of adoption; Jehovah's character, it is not Judaism only, but and with the emancipated powers of a new-born jurisprudence also, that is now ignored; and in creature, he runs in the way of new obedience.”* the Fatherhood of God, his moral government is disregarded. Sin is neither viewed forensically, as an offence against the Divine Majesty; nor in

ence.

J. D. B.

* Chalmers.

THE WALK OF FAITH.

BY THEODORE L. CUYLER, D.D.

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O character in the Old Testament impresses , trust God.” And very soon I discover that this too is

me with a higher veneration than the all for the best. Every joy that is lying in wait for me patriarch Abraham. His title of nobility at some new turn in the road, breaks on me as a sweet

is this: he was “the friend of God." surprise. The mercies, like transporting views in Born and reared in a land of Sabian idolatry, he was mountain travel, are all the more bewitching that they converted by the Lord in his own sovereign way, and by were not spoiled by anticipation. God does not let us means of which we have no knowledge. The first thing “discount his mercies in advance." we learn of him is the abrupt announcement of God's As for the trials that await us, it is far better that we call to him: “Get thee out of thy country, and from thy cannot foresee them. When a young pair of ardent kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that lovers clasp hands on their wedding-day, under the I shall show thee.”

bright aurora of sanguine hope, it is nought to them that Abraham obeys. He asks no questions. No map of older heads are shaken ominously, and older tongues the strange country is shown him, and no guide-book is croak out : “ You will have to take the bitter with the given hin. By faith he sets out with his household sweet.” They mean to have no bitter. Why damp caravan, and follows whether the heavenly haud conducts their sunshine joys by pointing to a cloud, even though him. “He went out, not knowing whither he went.it be “no larger than the hand of a man”? It will be

In this one beautiful line I read the spiritual history time enough to watch beside the sick-bed, or to weep over of every child of faith. This line reveals the deepest the empty crib, when those painful scenes are reached in lesson that a human heart can learn, the lesson of the journey. Sufficient to the day is the evil—and the obedient trust in God. It describes in one short sen- joy likewise. To forecast our sorrows would but increase tence the walk of faith. And what is that? Is it an the agony, without increasing the strength to bear it

. aimless venture, a haphazard wandering by chance ? How many of life's noblest and holiest enterprises No; but the exact opposite of this. It is the going in might never be undertaken if all the hardships and God's way, and not in the way that self most covets. defeats and sufferings could be foreseen! Had Simon The walk of faith is just walking with my heavenly Peter foreseen the dungeon and the cross before him, Father hand in hand, step by step, over smooth places perhaps he might not have left his net so promptly to or rough, up hill or down, moment by moment. Believ- follow Jesus. Could every young student for the minising implicitly that “the steps of every good man are or- try be permitted to read his history in advance, I døbt dered by the Lord,” I am to obey his orders. To-day not that many of them would turn away-one to the I am to do to-day's work with to-day's strength given farm, and another to his merchandise. “Follow me," to me. To-day's burden I am to carry. My rule of duty says the Master. An

all the promise he makes is : is for to-day. The promise of help is for to-day; as my “ Lo, I am with you alway." God did not tell Wilberday, so shall my strength be. To morrow's journey, and force that he would be defeated twenty years in Parliato-morrow's toil, and to-morrow's trials, I must leave un- ment, and be abused at every step, before the final victory til to-morrow comes. Whatsoever thy hand findeth to of emancipation came. Christ does not reveal to every do, do it; and be not careful for the morrow. This is young convert at the outset all the trials that he most faith's first lesson. Suppose that Abraham had lain encounter, or the failures he will make. All that he awake all night worrying over his next day's route, and assures us is: “My grace is sufficient for thee ; " " To refused to stir a step in the morning till God gave him a him that overcometh will I give the crown of life." map of the road to Canaan! The Lord would have Ought we really to ask anything more? grown tired of his troublesome charge, and left him to The whole journey to heaven is a walk of faith. Obey drift back to Ur.

and trust, is all that God requires of us. Our poor, Abraham knows not whither he is going, but he knows timidity often falters and whimpers: “Lord, how can we that God knows. Two things he is certain of. The know the way ?” Our divine Leader replies : “ Follow first is that the way in which God leads him is the me. I am the Way. I will lead the bliod iv paths that right way; and next that it is a safe way. This is all they have not known. I will make the darkness light that you and I can expect to know. The future is an before them.” Blessed is that soul which has learned unmapped territory; every step is literally a step into to trust and to obey. the dark. The future is a "seven-sealed book," and no The real conflict in life is between ci.oosing our own man can unloose the seals thereof. We discover its con

way, or walking in God's way. The sin of the sinner tents only as God unlooses the seals, and turns over leaf lies just in this, that he follows the path that seenus by leaf, one at a time. Selfishness often aches to peep most pleasant to bimself ; and the end of it is-hell! into the sealed pages. But faith whispers : “ No, no ; Even Christians are often terribly tenipted to be wilful

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and wayward. Lot chose his own way, and it led him, glorious capital of the Great King he bent his steadfast to Sodom. When he took God's directions, they led eye through all his wanderings. So may we march on, him up to Zoar, and he was safe. Jonah chose his own day by day, from duty to duty, from toil to trial; but byway, and it sent him overboard into the raging sea. and-by comes the "eternal weight of glory." That is Then he took God's way, and it led him to Nineveh, on enough. Let the storm roar; yonder is the haven. a mission of love. Peter undertook to look out for him- What though the way be dark, if I can only feel Jesus' self, and he turned liar and coward. Afterward he let hand in mine, and hear him say: “It is I; fear not, my God take care of him, and he went to sleep calmly in child. Where I am thou shalt be also.” This divine a prison, to be waked up by a delivering angel. Reader, voice brings the calm. My beloved is mine, and I am bave you not always found the sweetest peace when you his. fed most on faith?

“So I go on, not knowing ; I would not if I might. One thought more. Abraham “knew not whither he

I would rather walk with God in the dark, than go alone in the went” on earth, but he knew he was heaven-bound.

light;

I would rather walk with him by faith, than walk alone by He sought the city which hath foundations. Toward that

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HY time at hand! O meek devoted One! Thy time at hand! O'er Salem's fated towers,
There was no murmuring in the calm, Heavy with doom, the judgment tempest lowers.
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Alas for thee, O Zion! for thy time
With which thou bad'st thy troubled won- Of grace but lingers for thy crowning crime;
dering band,

Soon wilt thou draw down on thy guilty head “ The Master saith, My time is now at hand."-- His blood, whose tears fell o'er thee as he said, “Go forth, speak thus to him whom ye shall meet, “ Jerusalem! Jerusalem! oh, hadst thou known". Bearing a pitcher homeward through the street, Ah! to the winds he gave that plaintive moan. Make thy guest chamber ready. There shall ye Eat the passover yet once more with me."

Thy time at hand! And, Saviour, thou didst know

All things that would befall thee; all the woe Thy time at hand! Lord Jesus, who shall say

Of that lone watch which no man shared with thee What anguish on thy burdened spirit lay?

In the dark shades of sad Gethsemane, What fearful shadows of the coming hour,

When from thy breaking heart was wrung the prayer,
When thou alone shouldst cope with Satan's power ? “ If possible, 0 Father, spare me-spare !"
What dread forebodings of the awful gloom

Full well thou knewest how bitter was the cup
Soon to close round thee under sin's dark doom? Which thy pure lips so willingly drank up.
From which would rise that sad, unfathomed cry-
“My God! My God! Thou hast forsaken! Why?”

Thy time at hand! When thou shouldst look

around Thy time at hand! The bitter, bitter close, O Man of Sorrows! of thy matchless woes.

For help, for comfort, and none would be found;

When out of those who answered to thy call Earth's nieed, thou holy One, for all thy love,

One would betray thee, one deny thee; all
Man's base return for grace all thought above!

Leave thee alone ; and e'en thy chosen friend
Thy Father's breast, heaven's high eternal throne,
Thou leftedst, Lord, and cam'st to seek thine own;

Watch, but afar off, to the bitter end;

None stand beside thee when the shuddering day But they received thee not! Soon would they cry,

Should hear from myriad throats, “ Away! away!". “ Away with him ; away, and crucify!" Thy time at hand! Thy wondrous life-work o'er, Thy time at hand! And oh, 'twas all for us Thy feet would tread earth's common ways no more ! Thy holy head was bowed with anguish thus; No more the dead would at thy call awake

For us thy sweat bedewed the crimsoned groundThe blessed light upon blind eyeballs break

For us thy hands with shameful cords were boundThe lanie, the sick, the outcast, the defiled

For us thou borest the purple robe of scorn, Would yearn in vain to hear the accents mild

The mocking reed, the crown of rending thorn, Of that meek human voice, whose gentle word The scourge, the cross, and more than all, the hours The raging storm-winds and the wild waves heard. When God forsook thee—for thy place was ours.

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OUR FATHER'S LOVE: A STORY OF LONDON STREETS.

CHAPTER VII.

CONCLUSION,

LFIE had probably never heard the maxim, “O Elfie, don't say that !" exclaimed Susie."

“ Honesty is the best policy ;” and if she haven't starved yet, and we've managed to keep our had, she certainly would not have believed home too, though we have had to sell some of the

it. She knew how much, or rather how things." little, she could earn by fair work ; knew, too, that Elfie looked round at the almost bare room. "It's some of her companions would laugh at her for trying to no good trying any longer, Susie,” she said, "there's be honest ; but she did not know how hard the struggle such a lot of poor girls in London, God has forgot all would be until she fairly tried it. It had been easy about us two." enough to slip into the habit of pilfering, but it was not No, he has not; I'm sure he has not,” said Susie; so easy to break it off when once it was commenced. “he is our Father, and so he can't forget us." Again and again did she wish that she had never taken “Well, he don't mean to help us, then," said Elfie

. the first wrong step, never formed the evil habit of tak- “It's all my fault, I know; I was a thief, and that's why ing what was not her own, and sometimes she feared she he won't have anything to do with me; I'm too bad, I should never break it off now.

know." Things grew worse and worse with the two girls as the “ You're not, Elfie. Jesus died to save sinners-real winter advanced. Often they were without fire and with sinners like you and me, Elfie. He saved the thief on out food, except the market refuse Elfie brought home. the cross, and said he should be with him in paradise ; Susie had tried again and again to get a place, such as the and he will save us-save us from our sins, as well as the grocer's, but no one wanted a girl, it seemed, or at least punishment of them.” 110 one wanted her. It must be that everybody believed But Elfie shook her head. “I can't bear to see you her to be a thief, she thought; and Elfie thought so too, hungry, Susie,” she said with a choking sob; “ and it's and that made her so bitter that she said one day, “I hard to see the potatoes and turnips there in the market

, won't try to be honest any longer ; everybody says I am and hear the men say we are a set of little thieves, and a thief, and so I may as well be one ; it's better to steal sure to help ourselves, and then come away without takthan to starve.”

ing one. You don't know how hard it is."

It was true enongh. Even Susie did not know the School, stopped to speak to the teacher, and looked at full bitterness Elfie was daily enduring in her efforts to Elfie. “What is the matter, my child ?” he asked. do right; but that the struggle was a hard one she fully “Susie's bad, sir, she can't eat the apple I've brought understood, and she said, “Only Jesus knows just how home for her.” bard it is, Elfie; but he won't let it be more than you “I am going to see what it is,” said the teacher. can bear. He will send us some help soon. I'm sure he “Susie Sanders is one of our best scholars.” will; perhaps you'll be able to earn a lot of money to- “Where is your mother, my dear ?" asked the clergyday.”

man. This hope, however, was doomed to disappointment, “Susie's mother is dead, and I ain't got one,” said as it had been so many times before. Elfie came home Elfe. with only a few bruised apples and a handful of dried “I think I will come with you, and see about these crusts as the reward of her day's toil ; and Susie made girls," said the minister ; and he and the teacher up her mind to speak to the teacher at the school that followed Elfie to Fisher's Lane. very night. She had often thought of doing this, but Poor Elfie was in a great fright, for it was quite dark, the fear lest she sbould say, as so many others had done, and they had no candle, and how the visitors were to “I can't have anything to do with thieves," had made find their way up-stairs she did not know. At the door her shrink from telling even her how they were placed. she paused, and whispered, “We live at the top of the

She told Elfe what she meant to do; but all hope had house, teacher, and we can't afford to buy candles.” left Elfie now, and she paid little attention to what was The clergyman overheard the whisper, and put his said. She divided the apples and crusts between them, hand into his pocket “Here's sixpence, child ; run and had soon eaten her own share; but Susie's remained and buy a candle, and a box of lucifers." almost untouched, and she could not help looking long- Elfie darted off, but when she laid the money on the ingly towards them.

counter at the shop, she saw that instead of a sixpence, Susie saw this, and pushed them towards her. “You the minister had given her a half- sovereign. What eat 'em, Elfie—I can't,” she said.

riches it seemed to her ; how much she could buy with “ Can't eat !” exclaimed Elfie, to whom such a thing all this money; and instinctively her hand went over seemed almost incredible.

it, as it lay on the counter. “No, I'm not hungry, only sick," said Susie. And, A penny candle and a box of matches, she knew, cost unable to sit up any longer, she laid herself down on the three half-pence, and this taken from sixpence would bed. Elfie waited a minute or two, and then took the leave fourpence half-penny, and this she resolved to apple and crusts across to her, but Susie took no notice return to the minister, keeping the rest for herself. of her repeated entreaties to eat, and at last Elfie grew He had told her it was sixpence, so this theft would frightened. She put the apple down, and bent over never be known; and she took the pile of silver and the pale, inanimate face, and kissed the cold lips. “Oh, tied it up in a bit of rag, and hid it in her bosom as Sasie, open your eyes, or speak to me!" she said, be soon as she got outside the shop, and then ran back to ginning to cry.

where the minister and the teacher were waiting. The But there was only a faint moan in response to her gentleman took the change, and the teacher lighted the pleadings, and she flew off to knock at the door of one candle and went on up-stairs, followed by Elfie, who of the other lodgers. But the woman was not at home, seemed suddenly to have forgotten her anxiety for and Elfie ran down-stairs and out into the street, taking Susie, and lingered behind. In truth, Elfie dreaded to the way towards the school as the only place of friendly see that white face, with this money hidden in ber refuge. Just as she was turning a corner, panting and bosom ; and already began to wish she had not kept it, breathless, she ran against the teacher, which brought for it made her feel so miserable. her to an abrupt standstill.

At length the little garret was reached, and there “ You need not be in such a hurry to-night, Elfie ; lay Susie, cold and insensible as Elfie had left her, with there's no school, you know."

the dirty dry crusts and bruised apple lying by her Elfie had forgotten this ; but for a minute or two she side. could not speak, but looked into the teacher's face. The gentleman uttered an exclamation of surprise as “Don't you remember I told you there was to be a he looked round the room, while the teacher went across meeting of gentlemen to talk about getting a home or and raised poor Susie's head, glancing at the dry crusts refuge for some of you poor children ?” said the teacher. as she did so. “Poor girl, she seems very ill. What

Elfie nodded. “I know,” she said ; “but do come to has she had to eat to-day ?” she asked, speaking to Elfie, Susie, teacher.”

who had flung herself on the floor at Susie's feet. “To Susie! what is the matter with her ?" asked the “Nothing," answered Elfie through her sobs ; "she teacher.

couldn't eat the crusts and apples I got.” “I don't know, but I think she is going to die," and “And is that all you have had ?" asked the clergyElfie's tears broke out afresh. At the same moment man. the clergyman, on his way to the meeting at the Ragged But instead of answering, Elfie buried her head in

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