lmighty has gone forth, it is irreversible--there is none more
righteous, and none that will more certainly be fulfilled: "Though hand
join in hand the wicked shall not be unpunished." "The wicked shall be
driven away in his wickedness." "The wicked shall be turned into hell."
What a mercy that we are not receiving our merited punishment at this
moment! And why are we not? Because the God whom we have so shamefully
and inexcusably resisted and provoked "is long-suffering to us-ward, not
willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance."
Opportunity is afforded for repentance. He employs means to bring us to
repentance. How good, how loving, God is! "God is love."

Can any of you still resist the strivings of his Spirit? "Turn ye, turn
ye, why will ye die?"

Christ has died that you might live, live with Him in His kingdom of
glory for ever. He shed for you His precious blood. For you He now
intercedes at the right hand of the Majesty on high. And if you come to
Him, however guilty you are, truly sorry for your sins, and believe His
own gracious declaration, that He came into the world to save sinners, to
seek and to save that which was lost, He will pardon and bless you. "If
we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in
us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our
sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness."

God remembers all our wickedness. How much of it do you remember? How
little of it do any of us remember! The past is to a large extent a
vague and dim expanse. Many of you have climbed these noble hills, and
as you stood on the summit, you observed that distinct as were the
objects near, those remote were quite indistinct. It is but a few
conspicuous objects you can discern at any considerable distance. Just
so it is in reviewing our past lives. We can call to mind a few things.
We can remember well--ah, we cannot forget, we have often wished we
could, an act of rebellion against our parents of which we were once
guilty; of obstinacy toward a master; of ingratitude toward a benefactor;
of dishonourableness toward a friend, or unkindness toward a neighbour.
There are several sad deeds in the life of every one of us which we
cannot forget, but how many which we have all forgot. The things we can
remember are as the milestones to the weary traveller, far, far apart.
Yes, we forget, but God does not. He remembers th