both cases. We read science in its own terms; we read
Genesis in its own terms. They did not use the same language and they
jarred us to the very soul. Slowly, however, we are coming out of the
darkness of that battle; slowly the glorious light of the beautiful
truth is breaking into our minds and our hearts.

Michael Angelo painted a wonderful picture of "The Judgment." Here,
seated upon a throne, which after all is only a magnificent chair,
sits a venerable figure of what is really but a nobly-proportioned
man, to whom the nations come for their final reward. He separates the
righteous from those who must forever be sundered from their God. Seen
through the distant past it still remains a majestic picture; but no
painter would think of repeating its conception to-day.

Quite in the modern spirit is the beautiful lunette which John Sargent
placed in the Boston Library, above his well known frieze of "The
Prophets." It represents "Jehovah confounding the gods of the
nations." The naked figure of suppliant Israel stands before an altar
of unhewn stones, on which burns the sacrifice. The smoke ascends to
Heaven. On one side stands the mighty figure of Assyria with uplifted
mace ready to strike its awful blow upon the shoulders of helpless
Israel. On the other side the lithe, subtle form of Egypt, clasping
the knout, watches its chance to bring its treacherous thong upon the
helpless shoulders of suffering Israel. But Jehovah may not appear,
man may not look on God and live. Jehovah is seen as a glory behind
the cloud of smoke shrouded by winged cherubim. From one side of the
cloud comes a mighty hand meeting with power the force of Assyria.
From the other side, a lithe and sinewy hand thwarts the subtlety of
Egypt. But Jehovah is behind the cloud.

Again we understand that we are made in the image of our Maker. Again
we understand the power of the uplift of this idea. From the conflict
it has emerged in new and glorified form. Hath a God eyes that he may
see? Hath a God ears that he may hear? Hath a God hands that he may
work? These we know to be but human forms of speaking. Eyes, ears, and
hands we may owe to the brute from whom we have sprung; in our eyes
and ears and hands we show the relationship we bear to them. These are
not the image of God. God is a deeper, a finer, a nobler something
than hands, than ears and eyes. The image of God lies within
ourselves: the image of God is that which makes us what we are. In