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REV. DR. TALMAGE PREACHES IN NEW YORK ON THE HOLY GHOST.
Another Great Throng Turned Away From the Academy of Music—The Wonderful ••.••••• Power of the Omnipotent Holy Ghost.
Tongues of Fire.
NEW YORK, March 24.—When Dr. Talinaga ascended tho platform of the Academy of Music this afternoon, he faced an audience quite a?, large as any that had assembled in the great building since these services began, while several thousand others were outside unable to secaro seats or even standing room. He took for his subject "Tongues of Fire, "the text selected being Acts xix, 2, "Have yo received the Holy Ghost?"
The word ghost, which means a soul, or spirit, has been degraded in common parlance. We talk of ghosts S3 baleful and frightful and in a frivolous or superstitious way. But my text speaks of a Ghost who is omnipotent and divine and everywhere present and
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the New Testament called the Holy Ghost. Tho only time I ever heard this text preached from was in the opening days of my ministry, when a glorious old Scotch minister came up to help me in my village church. On tho day of my ordination and installation he said, "If you get into tho corner of a Saturday night without enough sermons for Sunday, send for me, and I will come and preach for you. Tho fact ought to be known that the first three years of a pastor's life are appallingly arduous. .No other profession makes the twentieth part of the demand on a young man. If a secular speaker prepares ono or two speeches for a political campaign, it is considered arduous. If a lecturer prepares one lecture for a your, he is thought to have done well. But a young pastor has two sermons to deliver every Sabbath before the same audience, besides all his other work, and the most of ministers never recover from the awful nervous strain of the first throe years. Be sympathetic with all young ministers and withhold your criticisms.
The Holy Ghost.
My aged Scotch friend responded to iny first call and came and preached from the text that I now announce. I remember nothing but the text. It was the last sermon he ever preached. On the following Saturday he was called to his heavenly reward. But I remember just how he appeared as, leaning over the pulpit, ho looked into the face of the audience, and with earnestness and pathos and electric force asked them, in the words of my text, "Have ye received tho Holy Ghost?" The office of this present discourse is to open a door, to unveil a Personage, to introduce a force not sufficiently recognized. He is as great as God. Ho is God. The second verse of tho first chapter of the Bible introduces him—Genesis i, 2. "The Spirit of God moved upon tho faco of the waters"—that is, as an albatross or eagle spreads her wings over her young and warms them into life and teaches them to fly, so tho Eternal Spirit spread his great, broad, radiant wings over this earth in its callow and unfledged stato and warmed it into life and fluttered over it and set it winging its way through immensity. It is the tip top of all beautiful and sublimo suggestiveness. Can you not almost see the outspread wings over tho nest of young worlds? "TheSpiritof God moved upon the face of tho waters.
Another appearance of tho Holy Ghost was at Jerusalem during a great feast. Strangers speaking 17 different languages were present from many parts of the world. But in ono house they heard what seemed like the coming of a cyclone or hurricana It made the trees bend and the houses quake. The cry was, "What is that?" And then a forked flame of fire tipped each forehead, and what with the blast of wind and the dropping fire a panic took place, until Peter explained that it was neither cyclone nor conflagration, but the brilliance and anointing and baptismal power of the Holy Ghost.
That scene was partially repeated in a forest when Rev. John Easton was preaching. There was the sound of a rushing, mighty wind, and the people looked to tho sky to see if there were any signs of a storm, but it was a clear sky, yet the sound of the wind was so great that horses, frightened, broke loose from their fastenings, and the whole assembly felt that the sound was supernatural and pentecostal. Oh, what an infinite and almighty and glorious personage is the Holy Ghost 1 He brooded this planet into life, and now that through sin it has become a dead world he will brood it the second time into life. Perilous attempt would be a comparison between the three persons of the Godhead. They are equal, but there is some consideration which attaches itself to the third person of the Trinity, tho Holy Ghost, that does not attach itself to either God the Father or God tho Son. Wo may grieve God the Father and grieve God the Son and be forgiven, but we are directly told that there is a
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the Holy Ghost which shall never be forgiven either in this world or in tho world to come. And it is wonderful that while on the street you hear tho name of God smd Jesus Christ used in profanity yon never hear the words Holy Ghost. This hour I speak of the Holy Ghost as Biblical interpreter, as .* a human constructor, as a solace for the .J broken hearted, as a preacher's re-en-foroement.
Bettor Than a Concordance.
T*The Bible is ama6sof contradictions, an affirmation of impossibilities, unless the Holy Ghost helps us to understand it The Bible says of itself that the Scripture is not for "private interpretation, but "holy men of God spake as they were moved by the Holy Ghost" —that is, not private interpretation, but Holy Ghost interpretation. Pile on your study table all the commentaries of .the Bible—Matthew Henry and Scott and Adam Clarke and Albert Barnes and
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ologies, and all the Bible dictionaries, and all tho maps of Palestine, and all tho international series of Sunday school lessons. And if that is all you will not understand the deeper and grander meanings of the Bible so well as that Christian mountaineer who, Sunday morning, after having shaken down tho fodder for tho cattle, comes into his cabin, takes up his well worn Bible, and with a prayer that stirs the heavens asks for the Holy Ghost to unfold the book.
No more unreasonable would I be if I should take up The Novoe Vremya of St. Petersburg, all printed in Russian, and say, 'There is no sense in this newspaper, for I cannot understand one line of all its columns," than for any man to take up the Bible, and without getting Holy Ghost illumination as to its moaning say: "This Book insults my I common sense. I caungt understand it.
Away with the incongruity!" No ono I but the Holy Ghost, who inspired the Scriptures, can explain the Scriptures.
Fully reali::e that, and you will be as enthusiastic a lover of the old book as I my venerable friend who told me in
Philadelphia last week that he was readiug the Bible through the fifcy-ninth time, and it became more attractive and thrilling every time ho went through it. In tho saddiebags that hung across my horse's back as I rodo from Jerusalem down to tho Dead sea and up to DamasI eras I had all the books about Palestine that I could carry, but many a man on hirf knees, in the privacy of his room, has had flashed upon him more vivid apI preciation of the word of God than many a man who has visited all the scenes of Christ's birth, and Paul's eloquence, and Peter's imprisonment, and I
Joshua's prowess, and Elijah's ascension, I do not dejjreciato any of the helps for Biblo study, but I do say that they all together come infinitely short without a direct communication from tho throne of God in response to prayerful solicitation. Wo may find many interesting things about the Bible without especial illumination, as how many horses Solomon had in his stables, or how long was Noah's ark, or who was the only woman whose full name is given in the Scriptures, or which is the middle verse of tho Bible, and all that will do you no more good than to be able to tell how many beanpoles there aro in your neighbor's garden.
A Reconstructor and Solace.
over again. Christ and Nicodemus talked about it. Theologians call it regeneration. I do not care what you call it, but wo have to be reconstructed by the Holy Ghost. We become new creatures, hating what wo onco loved and loving what wo onco hated. If sin were a luxury, it must become a detestation. If wo preferred bac^ssociations, we must prefer good associations. In most cases it is such a complete change that the world notices the difference and begins to ask:
Whac has como over that man? Whom has ho been with? What has so affected him? What has ransacked his entire nature? What has turned him square abrmt?'' Take two pictures of Paul—one on tho road to Damascus to kill the disciples of Christ, tho other on tho road to Ostia to die for Christ. Come nearer homo and look at the man who found his chief delight in a low class of clubrooms, hiccoughing around a card table and then strmbliug down the front steps after midnight and staggering homeward, and that same man, one week afterward. wi*h his family on the way to a prayer meeting. What has done it? It must bo something tremendous. It must be God. It must be tho Holy Ghost.
Notico tho Holy Ghost as tho solacer of broken hearts. Christ calls him the Comforter. Nothing does the world so
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The learned Earl of Chatham heard the famous Mr. Cecil preach about the Holy Ghost and said to a friend on the way homo from church: "I could not understand it, and do you suppose anybody understood it?" "Oh, yes,"said his Christian friend, "there were uneducated women and some little children present who understood it. I warrant you that tho English soldier had under supernal influence read the book, for after the battle of Inkurmann was over he was found dead with his hand glued to the pagoof the open Biblo by his own blood, and the words adhered to his hands as they buried him, "I am the resurrection and the life ho that be- ception of two cr threo occasions. Clerlicvoth in me, though dead, yet shall he gymeu and Cnristian workers by the ljV0 score and hundreds expressed themsolves
Next consider tho Holy Ghost as a ice. That afternoon I took the train for human reconstructor. We must bo made an outdoor meeting in tho state of Ohio,
much want as comfort. The most people made it an arduous service, which conhavo been abused, misrepresented, cheated, lied about, swindled, bereft. What is needed is balsam for the wounds, lantern for dark roads, rescue from maligning pursuers, a lift from the marble slab of tombstones. Life to most has been a semifailure. They have not got what they wanted. They have not reached that which they started for. Friends betray. Change of business stand loses old custom and does not bring enough custom to mako up f?r the loss. Health becomes precarious when one most needs strong muscle and steady nerve and clear brain. Out of this audience of thousands and thousands, if 1 should all those who have been unhurt in the struggle of life to stand up, or all standing to hold up their right hands, not ono would move. Oh, how much we need the Holy Ghost as comforter! He recites the Hwaet gospel prfenisos to the hardly bestead. He assures of mercy mingled with tho severities. He consoles with thoughts of coming release. He tells
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fered. Comfort for all the young people who are maltreated at home, or receive insufficient income, or are robbed of their schooling, or kept back from positions they earned by the putting forward of others less worthy. Comfort for all these men and Women midway in the path of life, worn out with what they have already gone thtough, and with no brightening future Comfort for these aged ones amid many infirmities and who feel themselves to be in the way in the home or business which themselves establishod with their own
erally comes in the shape of a soliloquy. You find yourself saying to yourself: "Well, I ought not to go on this way about my mother's death. She had suffered enough. She had borne other people's burdens long enough. I am glad that father and mother are together in heaven, and chey will be waiting to greet us, and it will be only a little while anyhow, and God makes no mistakes." Or you soliloquize, saying: "It is hard to lose my property. I am sure I worked hard enough for it. But God will take care of us, and, as to the children, the money might have spoiled them,.and we find that those who have to struggle for themselves generally turn out best, and it will all be well if this upsetting of our worldly resources leads us to lay up treasures in heaven." Or you soliloquize, saying, "It was hard to give up that boy when tho Lord took hiln. I expected great things of him, and,, oh, how we miss him out of tho house, and there aro so many things I como across that make one think of him, and he was such a splendid fellow! But then what an escape he has made from the temptations and sorrows which come to all who grow up, and it is a grand thing to bavo him safe from all possible harm, and there are all those Bible promises for parents who liavo lost children, and we shall feel a drawing heavenward that we could not have otherwise experienced." And after you have said that you get that relief which comes from an outburst of tears. I do not say to you, as some say, do not cry. God pity people in trouble who have the parched eyeball and the dry eyelid and cannot shed a tear. That makes maniacs. To God's people tears are the dews of tho night dashed with sunrise. I am so glad you can weep. But you think these things you say to yourself are only soliloquies. No, no they aro tho Comforter, who is th9 Holy Ghost.
Kelp to the Preacher.
Notice also the Holy Ghost as the preacher's re-enforcement. You and I have known preachers encyclopedic in knowledge, brilliant as an iceberg when the sun smites it, and with Chesterfieldian address and rhetorical hand uplifted with diamond big enough to dazzle an assembly and so surcharged with vocabulary that when they left this life it might be said of each of them as De Quincey said of another that in the act of dying he committed a robbery, absconding with a valuable polyglot dictionary, yet no awakening or converting or sanetifying result, while some plain man, with humblest phraseology, has seen audiences whelmed with religious influence. It was the Holy Ghost. What a useful thing it would be if every minister would givo the history of his sermons! Years ago at an outdoor meeting in tho state of New York I preached to many thousands. There had been much prayer on the grounds for a great outpouring of the Holy Ghost at that service, and the awakening power exceeded anything I ever witnessed since I began to preach, with perhaps the ex-
as having been blessed during the serv-
where I was to preach on tho night of the next day. As tho sermon had proved so useful the day before and tho thome was fresh in my ir.Iiid, I resolved to reproduce it, and did reproduce it as far as I could, but the result was nothing at all. Never had I seemed to have anything to do with a flatter failure. What was the difference between the two services? Some will say, "You were tired with a long journey." No, I was not tired at all. Somo will say, "The temporal circumstances in the first case were moro favorable than in the last." No, they were more favorable in the last. The difference was in the power of the Holy Ghost—mightily present at the first service, not seemingly present at all at tho second. I call upon the ministers of America to givo the history of sermons, for I believe it will illustrate as nothing else can the truth of that Scripture, "Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord."
On tho Sabbath of the dedication of ono of our churches in Brooklyn, at the morning service, 328 souls stood up to profess Christ. They were the converts in tho Brooklyn Academy of Music, where we had been worshiping. The reception of so many members—and many of them baptized by immersion—had
tinned from half past 10 in the morning until half past 2 in in the afternoon. From that service we went home exhausted, because there is nothing so exhausting as deep emotion. A messenger was sent out to obtain a preachor for that night, but the search was unsuccessful, as all the ministers were engaged for some other place. With no preparation at all for the evening service, except the looking in Crudon's Concordance for a text and feeling almost too weary to stand up, I began the service, saying audibly while the opening song was being sung, although because of the singing no one but God heard it:^"Q. Lord, thou knowest my insufflcieney^foi* thisservico! Come down in gracious power upon this people The plaoe was shaken with the divine pre§enco. As far aB we could find out, over 400 persons were converted that night. Hear it, all young men entering the ministry hear it, all Christian workers. It was the Holy Ghost.
In the Second Reformed church of Somerville, N. J., in my boyhood days, Mr. Osborno, the evangelist, came to hold a special service. I see him now as he stood in the pulpit. Before he announced his text and before' he had uttered a word of his sermon strong xfien wept aloud, and it was like the day of judgment. It was the Holy Ghost.
A Wonderful Power.
In 1857 the electric telegraph bote strange messages. One of them read, "My dear parqnw will rejoice to hear that 1 have ''round peace with God." Another read, ''Dear Mother, the work continues, and I, foo, have been convert-
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Watching For Ma." The song rolled out on the night air, and a man halted and said, "I wonder if there will beany one waiting and watching for me?" It started him heavenward. What was it? The Holy Ghost. In that 1857 Jaynes' hall, Philadelphia, and Fulton street prayer meeting, New York, telegraphed each other the number of souls saved and tho rising of tho devotional tides. Noonday prayer meetings were held in all the cities. Ships camo into harbor, captain and all the sailors saved on that voyage. Police and fire departments met in their rooms for divino worship. At Albany tho legislature of the state of New York assembled in the rooms of the court of appeals for religious services. Congressional union prayer meeting was opened at Washington. From whence camo the power? From the Holy Ghost. That power shook New York. That power shook America. That power shook tho Atlantic ocean. That power shook the earth. That power could take this entire audience into tho peace of the gospel quicker than you could, lift your eyes heavenward. Come, Holy Ghost! Come, Holy Ghost! He has come! Ho is hero! I feel him in my heart. There aro thousands who feel him in their hearts, convicting some, saving some, sanctifying some.
Tho difference in evangelical usefulness is not so much a difference in brain, in scholarship or elocutionary gifts as in Holy Ghost power. You will not bavo much surprise at the extraordinary career of Charles G. Finney as a soul winner, if you know that soon after his conversion he had this experience of the Paraclete. He says: "As I turned and was about to take a seat by the fire I received a baptism of the Holy Ghost. Without any expectation of it, without ever having the thought in my mind that there was any such thing for me, without any recollection that I had ever heard the thing mentioned by any person in the world, the Holy Ghost descended upon me in a manner that seemed to go through me, body and soul. Indeed, it seemed to come in waves and waves of liquid love, for I coulcl not express it in any other way. It seemed like tho very breath of God. I can recollect distinctly that it seemed to fan me like immense wings. No word3 can express the wonderful love that was shed abroad in my heart. I wept aloud with joy and love. These waves came over me and over me and over me, one after the other until, I recall I cried out, 'I shall die if these waves continue to pass over me.' I said, 'Lord, I cannot bear any more.'
Now, my hearers, let 500 of us, whether clerical or lay workers, get KUch a divine visitation as that, and we could take this world for God before the cloak of the next century strikes 1.
A Tongue of Fire.
How many marked instances of Holy Ghcst power! When a black trumpeter took his place in Whitefield's audience proposing to blow the trumpet at a certain point in tho service and put everything into derision, somehow he could not get the trumpet to his lips, and at the close of the meeting he sought out the preacher and asked for his prayers. It was the Holy Ghost. What was the matter with Iiedley Vicars, the mem orable soldier, when he sat with his Bible before him in a tent, and his deriding comrades came in and jeered, saying, "Turned IVIethodist, eh?" And another said: "Youhypocrite! Bad as you were I never thought you would come to this, old fellow." And then be became the soldier evangelist, and when a soldier another regiment hundreds of miles away telegraphed his spiritual anxieties to Hedley Vicars, saying, "What shall I do?" Vicars telegraphed as thrilling a message as ever wentover the wires, "Believe on theiLord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved."
What power was being felt? It was tho Holy Ghost. And what more appropriate? For the Holy Ghost is a "tongue of fire,'' and the electricity that flies along the wires is a tongue of fire. And that reminds me of what I might do now. From the place where I stand on this platform there are invisible wires or lines of influence stretching to every heart in all the seats on the main floor and up into the boxes and galleries, and there are other innumerable wires or lines of influence reaching out from this place into the vast beyond and across continents and under the seas, for in my recent journey around the world I did not find a country where I had not been preaching this gospel for many years through the printing press. So as a telegraph operator sits or stands at a given point and sends messages in all directions, and you only hear the cliok, click, click of the electric apparatus, but the telegrams go on their errand, God help me now to touch the right key and send the right message along the right wires to the right plaoes. Who shall I first call up? To whom shall I send the message? I guess I will send the first to all the tired, wherever they are, for there are so many tired souls. Here goes the Christly message, "Come unto mo, all ye who are weary, and I will give you rest."
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Who next shall I call up? I guess the next message will be to the fatherless and Widows, and here goes God's message: "Leave thy fatherless children. 1 will preserve them alive, and let thy widows trust in me. Who next shall I call up? I guess my next message will be to those who have buried members of their own families, and bare it goes, "The trumpets shall sound, and the dead shall tise." Who next shall I call up? I guess the next message will go to those who think themselves too bad to be saved. Here it goes, "Let the wicked forsake his way and the unrighteous' man his thoughts, and let him return unto the Lord, who will have mercy, and nnto our God, who will abundantly pardon. Who next shall I call up? I guess it will be those Who may think I have not yet touched their caBe. Here it goes, "whosoever, whosoever, whosoever will let him oome." yAnd now m«y God turn on idl ^ttie
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it may thrill through this assemblage and through all the earth. Just six words will compose the message, and I touch tho key of this gospel battery just six times and tho message has gone! Away! Away it flies! And the message is, "Have yo received the Holy Ghost?" —that is, do you feel his power? Has he enabled you to sorrow over a wasted life, and take full pardon from the crucified Christ, and turned your face toward the wide open gates of a welcoming heaven? We appeal to thee, O Holy Ghost, who didst turn tho Philippian jailer and Saul of Tarsus and Lydia of Thyatira and helped John Bunyan out of darkness when, as he describes it, "Down fell I as a bird short from the top of the tree, into fearful despair, but was relieved by the comfortable word, 'The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from ail sin,' and helped John Newton, when standing at the helm of the ship in a midnight hurricane and mightier than tho waves that swept tho decks camo over him tho. memory of his blasphemous and licentious life, and he cried
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mercy on mo!" and helped one nearer home, even me, De Witt Talmage, at about ?8 years of age, that Sunday night in tho lovely village of Blawenburg, N. J., when I could not sleep because tho questions of eternal destiny seized hold of me, and has helped me ever since to uso as most expressive of my own feeling:
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a
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Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come. 'Tis grace has brought mo safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
TEMPORARY ABSENCE OF SOUL.
Some of the Remarkable Experiences of Psychical Investigators.
Ghostly experiences were the order of the evening at a recent meeting of the Society For Psychical Research. William James of Harvard university presided and said that it was well to receive experiences narrated with judicial impartiality as to tho source and significance.
Secretary Richard Hodgson read oxtracts from a revised proof of F. W. H. Wyer's second paper on "The Experiences of W. Stainton Moses. One extract was as follows: "On ono occasion Mr. Moses, while in a trance, got out of his body and stood looking at it with no surprise whatever at his singular situation. Suddenly ho became conscious of tho presence of a venerable, bearded prophet, who stood beside him. The ghostly visitor was clad in a very bright blue garment. On his head was a coronet, over which was a star. With tho prophet as a guide, he left the apartment. His first sensation of surprise was caused by the ease with which he passed through tho wall. The pair traversed beautiful gardens till they came to a small cottage. There Mr. Moses saw his aged grandmother, much idealized, but still looking as she did during her earthly existence. She tried to speak to him, but his guide hurried him away. Ho afterward received spiritual information that the interruption was due to tho unfavorable condition existing at the time."
Another communication contained the following experience of Mrs. Connor, who was also accustomed to leaving her body: "At a hotel in New York, on one occasion, she made one of these extracorporeal excursions. She could feel her spirit passing out through her head. She was whirled about the room, several times touching the walls. She hesitated whether to pass through the roof or out of the window, but finally chose the window. She noticed that the sky was very red. Finally she crawled back into her body. When she awoke, the sky wore the samo red appearance she had noticed while on her strange excursion. Mrs. Connor conveys the gratifying assurance that the passage from the body was attended by no pain or discomfort, but was much like putting one's arm in a sleeve."
Still another experience was as follows: "A private soldier in a Kansas regiment was once taken sick and reluctantly went into a hospital, where he apparently died. His friend, Dr. Chandler, despite the regimental surgeon's ridicule, tried to restore him, and succeeded, after pouring some ammonia through his lips. The soldier stated that all the while Dr. Chandler was working at his body his spirit was seated on the mantelpiece, trying to decide whether to return to the body or take its final departure from it. Noticing how anxious Dr. Chandler seemed, he at last determined to re-enter his body and did so.''—Boston Transcript.
A Hlstorio Fane of Glass.
There are several interesting^ementos of Linooln and Booth kept in a small case in the rooms of the judge advocate general at Washington. Among these the most interesting is a common pane of window glass. In August, 1864, the country was startled with the announcement that President Lincoln had been poisoned. On that day Booth was a guest at the McHenry House at Meadville, Pa. With tho diamond of his ring he scratched the following on ono of the glasses of his room window: "Abe Linooln departed this life Aug. 13, 1864, by the effect of poison."
After the great tragedy of April 14, 1865, Miss McHenry removed the pane and sent it to be preserved in the collection of relics mentioned.—St. Louis Republio.
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For past favors, and ask
for
the new year a portion of your patronage. During the coming year we propose to 4 keep up the reputation we have secured for handling nothing but
First-class Goods At Low. Prices.
We wish all our friends a pro**' perous New Year.
E,
E. THORPE,
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