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And the child Samuel grew before the Lord.
said to the man that sacrificed, Give flesh to roast for the
Sacred Biography .
And I saw a great white throne, and him that sat on it, from rohose face the earth and the heaven fled away, and there was found no place for them. And I satu the dead small and great stand before God, and the hooks were opened : and ano! her book was opened, which is the book of life : and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books according to their works. And the sea gave up the dead which were in it: and death and hell delivered up the dead rehich were in them ; and they were judged every man accurding to their works... Rev. xx. 11, 12, 13.
T is a solemn thing for a man to be judged of his own
conscience. How sweet is the approving testimony
of that bosom monitor and witness ! but more bitter than death its upbraiding and reproaches. To stand at a buman tribunal, with life or reputation, death or infamy depending on the issue, can never appear a light matter to one who understands and feels the value of either. Even conscious innocence and integrity, accompanied with good hope toward God, court not the eye of public inquiry, but prefer the secret, silent feast of inward peace, and of divine applause, to the public banquet of innocence proved and proclaimed by sound of trumpet. Serious it is to reflect that your name, your words, your conduct may become matter of record, and ages to come mention
them with approbation and esteem, or with indignation and coutempt. But every feeling of this sort is lost in the certain and more awful prospect of judgment to come. It is a light ibing to be judged of man, who can only kill the body, and blight the reputation, and beyond that but nothing more that he can do ; but bow formidable is the judgment of bim, who knows the heart, who records in the book of his remembrance" the actious of the life, the words that fall from the tongue, the thoughts which arise in the heart; who will bring every secret thing to light, and“ render to every mau according to his works;" and who," after he has killed, las power to destroy body and soul in hell."
Aided by the light which sacred history sheds of ages and generations past, we have ventured into the solemn mansions of the dead, and conversed with those silent instructors who know not either to flatter or to tear ; and whom the Spirit of God has condescended to delineate in their true colors and just proportions, that they may serve to us “for doctrine, and for reproof, and for correction, and for instruction in righteousness." We have plunged into ages beyond the tlood, and conteinplated human nature in its original glory; “ man,” as God made him,“ perfect;” and man, as he made himself, lost in the multitude of his own inventions.
The “first man, by whom came death...the figure of Him who should come, by whom is the resurrection of the dead; Adam, in whoin all die : Christ, in whom all shall be made alive.”
We have attended “ righteous Abel" to the altar of God, and beheld the smoak of his “more excellent sacritice” ascending with acceptance to beaven : and “ bv which, be being dead, yet speaketb."
We have seen the hands of “ wicked Cain" besmeared with a brother's blood; and the earth refusing to cover that blood, but calling to Heaven for ven