And herein is it to be your plan, my brethren, and your joy, not to

make this sanctuary the resort of wealth and of fashion, but rather

of humble suppliants, who by their prayers may divert all the wealth

and fashion of the world into the service of your Lord; not to make

this temple the resting-place of hearers who shall idly listen to

the words of an orator, but a temple of earnest coworkers with

Christ--thinking of Him, speaking of Him, loving Him first, and

last, and midst, and without end. As you come to this house of God

on the Sabbath, as you go from it, as your week-day recollections

gather around it, may you renew and confirm your plan to know your

Redeemer, and not only to shut yourselves up to the supreme love

of nothing except Christ, but also--His grace will be sufficient

for you--to worship and serve Christ in the central relation of Him

crucified. Knowing Him alone, He will sustain you as fully as if He

knew you alone. He will come to you in this temple as frequently

as if He had no other servants to befriend. He will listen to your

prayers as intently as if no supplications came up to Him from

other altars, and He will intercede for you as entirely as if He

interceded in behalf of no one else; for remember, that when He

hung upon the cross, He thought of you, and died for you, just as

fully as if He had been determined to think of no one, and to die

for no one, save you, whom He now calls to the solemn service of

consecrating your own souls, and your "holy and beautiful house" to

the glory of Jesus Christ and Him crucified.

SIMPSON

THE RESURRECTION OF OUR LORD

BIOGRAPHICAL NOTE

MATTHEW SIMPSON, Methodist Episcopal Bishop, was born at Cadiz,

Ohio, in 1810. He early distinguished himself as an orator, his

style being that of spontaneous unpremeditated eloquence, in which

he carried his congregation to heights of spiritual fervor and

enthusiasm. He visited Europe in 1878 as delegate to the World's

Evangelical Alliance in Berlin, which served to widen his reputation

as a public speaker. He officiated at the funeral of Abraham Lincoln

at Springfield, Illinois. His "Lectures on Preaching" delivered

before the divinity students at Yale have been widely read. He died

in 1884.

SIMPSON

1810-1884

THE RESURRECTION OF OUR LORD

_But now is Christ risen from the dead, and become the first fruits

of them that slept._--1 Cor. xv., 20.

A little more than eighteen hundred years ago, as the light of the

morning was breaking around the walls of Jerusalem, there was a

guard placed about a sepulcher in a small garden near the walls

of the city. They were guarding a grave. Some strange scenes had

occurred on the Friday before. While a man whom they had taken from

the hills of Galilee and around the little lake of Capernaum had

been hanging on the cross crucified as a malefactor, strange signs

appeared in the heavens, and on the earth and in the temple.

It was rumored that he had said he would rise the third morning.

The third morning was coming, and as the light began to break in

the East, there came two women silently and sadly wending their way

among the tents that were pitched all around the city of Jerusalem;

they had sojourned all night in the tents, for as yet the gates of

the city had not been opened. They came to see the sepulcher and

were bringing spices in their hands. They loved the man who had been

crucified as a malefactor, because of his goodness, his purity, and

his compassion. They seemed to be almost the only hearts on earth

that did love him deeply, save the small circle of friends who had

gathered around him. There had been curses upon his head as he hung

on the cross--curses from the by-standers, curses from the soldiers,

curses from the people. They cried: "Away with him; his blood be on

us and on our children!" and on that morning there were none but a

few feeble, obscure, heart-broken friends that dared to come near

his grave.

A little more than eighteen hundred years have passed and on the

anniversary of that day, the morning of the first day of the week,

the first Sabbath after the full moon and the vernal equinox, at the

same season, the whole world comes to visit that grave. The eyes of

princes and of statesmen, the eyes of the poor and the humble in all

parts of the earth are turned toward that sepulcher.

All through Europe men and women are thinking of that grave and of

Him who lay in it. All over western lands, from ocean to ocean, on

mountain top and in valley, over broad prairies and deep ravines,

the eyes and hearts of the people are gathered round that grave. In

the darkness of Africa, here and there, we see them stretching out

their hands toward it. Along the coasts of India and the heights of

the Himalayas they have heard of that grave and are bending toward

it. The Chinese, laying aside their prejudices, have turned their

eyes westward and are looking toward that sepulcher. Along the

shores of the seas, over the mountain tops and in the valleys, the

hearts of the people have not only been gathering around that grave,

but they have caught a glimpse of the rising inmate who ascended in

His glory toward heaven.

The song of jubilee has gone forth, and the old men are saying, "The

Lord is risen from the dead." The young men and matrons catch up the

glowing theme, and the little children around our festive boards,

scarcely comprehending the source of their joy, with glad hearts

are now joyful, because Jesus has risen from the dead. All over the

earth tidings of joy have gone forth, and as the valleys have been

ringing out their praises on this bright Sabbath morning how many

hearts have been singing--

"Our Jesus is going up on high!"

Why this change? What hath produced such a wonderful difference in

public feeling? The malefactor once curst, now honored; the obscure

and despised, now sought for; the rising Redeemer, not then regarded

by men, now universally worshiped. What is the cause of this great

change?--how brought about? The subject of this morning, taken from

the associations of this day, call us to consider as briefly as we

may the fact of the resurrection of Christ from the dead and some of

the consequences which flow to us from that resurrection.

It is important for us to fix clearly in our minds the fact that

this is one reason why such days are remembered in the annals of

the Church as well as in the annals of nations; for our faith

rests on facts, and the mind should clearly embrace the facts

that we may feel that we are standing on firm ground. This fact

of the resurrection of Christ is the foundation of the Christian

system; for the apostle says: "And if Christ be not raised, your

faith is vain, ye are yet in your sins; then they also which are

fallen asleep in Christ will perish." If Christ be not risen, we

shall never see the fathers and the mothers who have fallen asleep

in Jesus; we shall never see the little ones who have gone up to

be, as we believe, angels before the throne of God. If Christ be

not raised, we are of all men the most miserable, because we are

fancying future enjoyment, which never can be realized; but if

Christ be raised, then shall we also rise, and them that sleep in

Jesus will God bring with Him. And that our minds may rest as to the

fact of Christ's resurrection, let us notice how God hath arranged

the evidences to secure the knowledge of this fact clearly to man.

The first point to which our attention is invited is the fact of

Christ's death. Were not this fact clearly established it would

be in vain to try to prove His resurrection from the dead. Christ

might have suffered for man in some obscure place; He might have

laid down His life as a ransom, and yet there would have been

no legal evidence of it. God allowed the wrath of man to become

the instrument of praising Him, in that He suffered Christ to be

taken under what was then the legal process--arrested first by

the great council of the Jews, and then by the authority of the

Roman governor, so that the matter became of public record--a

legal transaction. The highest power, both of the Jewish and Roman

governments, united in this fact of His arrest, His trial, and His

condemnation to death.

Not only was this permitted, but the time of the occurrence was

wisely arranged. It was at the feast of the Jews, the Passover, when

all the Jews came up to keep the Passover. They came not only from

Egypt but from all the country through which they were scattered.

Jerusalem could not hold the people that came together; they pitched

their tents all around the city, on the hills and in the valleys.

It was the time of full moon, when there was brightness all night,

and they came together with safety and security. The multitude,

then, was there to witness the scene, so that it might be attested

by people from all parts of Judea and from all countries round about

Judea.

Then, again, the form of the death was such as to be not a sudden

one, but one of torture, passing through many hours. Had the

execution been a very sudden one, as it might have been, the death

would have been equally efficacious, yet it would not have been

witnessed by so many; but as He hung those dreadful hours, from

nine until three, the sun being darkened, what an opportunity was

given to the people passing by to be imprest with the scene! The

crucifixion was near the city; the crowd was there; the temple

worship was in process; the strangers were there; and as one great

stream passes on some festive day through the great thoroughfare of

your city, so passed the stream of men, women, and children by that

cross on which the Savior hung. They wagged their heads and reviled

as they passed by. The very ones whom Jesus had healed, whose

fathers had been cured of leprosy or fever, whose mothers' eyes had

been opened; the ones who had been raised up from beds of sickness

by the touch of that Savior, passed by and reviled, and said: "He

saved others, Himself He cannot save." The multitude saw Him as He

hung suffering on the cross.

Then, again, the circumstances attending His death were such as

to invite universal attention. It was not designed that the death

should be a private one; not merely a legal transaction, a matter

soon over, but a protracted and agonizing spectacle--one to be seen

and known by the multitude; but, in addition, that man's attention

should be drawn to something to be connected with that wonderful

scene; hence God called upon the heavens and the earth, the air and

the graves, and the temple itself for testimony. It is said that

before the coronation of a prince in olden time in Europe--and in

some kingdoms the custom is still observed--there is sent forth

a herald, sometimes three days in advance, at different periods

according to the custom, to issue a challenge to anyone that dares

to claim the kingdom to come and prove his right, and to announce

that the coronation of this prince is to take place.

Methinks it was such a challenge God gave to all the powers of

humanity and to all the powers of darkness. There hung suffering on

the cross He who died for human wo, and as He hung God was about

to crown Him King of Kings and Lord of Lords on the morning of the

third day. He sends forth His voice of challenge, and as He speaks

the earth rocks to its center; that ground, shaking and convulsing,

was a call to man to witness what was about to occur.

Not only is there a voice of earth. Yonder the sun clothed himself

in sackcloth for three hours, as much as to say: "There may be gloom

for three days; the great Source of light hath veiled Himself, as in

a mantle of night, for three days. As for three hours this darkness

hangs, but as out of the darkness the light shines forth, so at

the end of the three days shall the Sun of Righteousness shine out

again, the great center of glory, with that glory which He had with

the Father from the foundation of the world." It was the herald's

voice that passed through the heavens, and that spoke through all

the orbs of light, "Give attention, ye created beings, to what is

to happen!" But it was not alone in the earth, which is the great

center, nor in the heavens, which is the great source of light, that

the tidings were proclaimed.

Look in yonder valley. The tombs are there; the prophets have been

buried there. Yon hillside is full of the resting-places of the

dead; generations on generations have been buried there; friends are

walking in it, and they are saying, "Yonder is a mighty judge in

Israel; there is the tomb of a prophet." They were passing to and

fro through that valley of death when the earthquake's tread was

heard, and behold! the tombs were opened, the graves displayed the

dead within, and there was a voice that seemed to call from the very

depths of the graves, "Hear, O sons of men!"

What feelings must have thrilled through the hearts of those who

stood by those monuments and bended over those graves, when, thrown

wide open, the doors bursting, and the rocks giving way, they saw

the forms of death come forth and recognized friends that once they

had known. What was to occur? What could all this mean? Then the

great sacrifice was offered. It was three o'clock in the afternoon

when Christ was to give up the ghost. Yonder the multitude of pious

people were gathered toward the temple. The outer court was full;

the doors and gates which lead into the sanctuary were crowded; the

lamb was before the altar; the priest in his vestments had taken the

sacrificial knife; the blood was to be shed at the hour of three;

the multitude were looking.

Yonder hangs a veil; it hides that inner sanctuary; there are

cherubim in yonder with their wings spread over the mercy-seat; the

shekinah once dwelt there; God Himself in His glory was there and

the people are bending to look in. No one enters into that veil save

the high priest, and he, with blood and in the midst of incense, but

once a year; but it was the mercy-seat and the eye of every pious

Jew was directed toward that veil, thinking of the greater glory

which lay beyond it.

As the hour of three came and as the priest was taking the

sacrificial knife from the altar and was about to slay the lamb,

behold! an unseen hand takes hold of that veil and tears it apart

from top to bottom, and has thrown open the mercy-seat, not before

seen by men. The cherubim are there; the altar with its covering

of blood is there; the resting-place of the ark is there; it is

the holiest of holies. Methinks the priest drops the knife, the

lamb goes free, for the Lamb that was slain from the foundation of

the world is suffering for man. The way to the holy of holies is

open,--a new and living way, which men may not close, which priest

alone can not enter; but a way is open whereby humanity, opprest and

downtrodden, from all parts of the earth, may find its way to the

mercy-seat of God. There was a call to the pious worshiper by voices

which seemed to say: "An end to all the sacrifices, an end to all

the suffering victims, an end to all the sprinkled hyssop that is

used in purification, for One has come to do the will of God on whom

the burden of man had been laid."

Now here were all these calls to humanity from all parts, as if to

announce the great transaction. While all this was occurring Christ

was on the cross, suffering the agony of crucifixion. How deep that

agony we need not attempt to tell you; it was fearful; and yet no

complaint escaped His lips, no murmuring was there. He bore the sins

of many in His own flesh on the tree. He heard the multitudes revile

Him; He saw them wag their heads; He remembered that the disciples

had fled from Him--one followed afar off, but the rest had gone; and

yet He complained not. Friends and kindred had all left Him and He

trod the wine-press alone. He drank the cup in all its bitterness

and no complaint escaped from Him. One left Him that had never

forsaken Him before. "The world is gone, the disciples I have fed

and taught have all fled and passed away,--all have forsaken Me."

But there was no time until that moment of fearful darkness came,

when all the load of guilt was upon Him and for our sins He was

smitten, that His spirit was crusht, and He called out, "My God, my

God, why hast thou forsaken me?" All else might go--it were little;

"Why hast thou forsaken me?" But it is over; the darkness is past;

the load is borne; and I hear Him say, "It is finished"; He bows His

head and dies.

Now there is publicity for the transaction. It demanded public

investigation, it received it. There was not only the mental agony

united with the agony of crucifixion, but there was the voluntary

giving up of His life; yet, lest there might be some suspicion, to

all this was added the proof of the fact of His death. When the

limbs of the others were broken and He was perceived to be dead, the

soldier thrust the spear into His side and there came out of that

side both water and blood.

There is a peculiarity in the sacred writings. A little incident

that seems to be mentioned without care becomes the strongest

possible proof, not only of the fact of Christ's death, but of the

nature of His death. When that sentence was written the human frame

was not understood, the circulation of the blood was not understood.

Anatomists had not then, as they have now, unveiled the human

system; the great science of pathology had not yet been clearly

taught to man; and yet in that sentence we have almost a world of

meaning. For it is well attested now that where persons die from

violent mental emotion, by what is termed a broken heart, a crusht

spirit, there is always formed a watery secretion around the heart.

It was not known then to the soldier who lifted up the spear and

pierced the body; but so much of that water had secreted around the

heart that he saw it issuing forth from the pierced side, unstained

by blood, which showed that the great heart had been crusht by agony

within.

When taken from the cross He was put in the sepulcher. His friends

had given Him up, His disciples had forsaken Him; some of them saw

Him die; they knew that He was crucified and they abandoned Him.

They were returning to their former employments; but His enemies

remembered He had said He would rise the third day, and they put

a guard around Him. The Roman soldiers were there; the king's

seal was on the stone rolled over the mouth of the sepulcher; they

made everything secure. Here again God ordered that we should have

abundant proof of Christ's crucifixion.

He was crucified on Friday, which was to them the last day of the

week, resting in the grave on our Saturday, which is their Sabbath,

and then comes the first day of the week, our Sabbath morning, made

our Sabbath because of Christ's resurrection from the dead. There

came an humble visitant to the tomb, Mary Magdalene; she had been

healed of much, forgiven much and she loved Him. Mary, the mother of

James, came also and beheld the scenes that occurred; but there had

been strange commotions elsewhere.

Heaven had been gathering around that grave. Angels had been

watching there; they had seen the Roman guard; they had seen the

shining spear and polished shield; they had seen that Christ was

held as a prisoner by the greatest powers on earth. Methinks I see

the angelic host as they gathered round the throne of God and looked

up into the face of Omnipotence, and if ever there was a time when

there was silence in heaven for half an hour, it was before the

morning light of the third day dawned. I hear them say "How long

shall man triumph? How long shall human power exalt itself? How long

shall the powers of darkness hold jubilee? Let us away and roll

away the stone; let us away and frighten yonder Roman guard and

drive them from the sepulcher."

They waited until permission was given. I see the angel coming down

from the opening doors of glory; he hastens outside the walls of

Jerusalem and down to the sepulcher; when they saw him coming the

keepers shook, they became like dead men; he rolls away the stone

and sets himself by the mouth of the sepulcher. Christ, girding

Himself with all the power of His divinity, rises from the grave.

He leads captivity captive, tears the crown from the head of death,

and makes light the darkness of the grave. Behold Him as He rises

just preparatory to His rising up to glory. Oh, what a moment was

that! Hell was preparing for its jubilee; the powers of earth were

preparing for a triumph; but as the grave yields its prey, Christ,

charged with being an impostor, is proved to be the Son of God with

power; it is the power of His resurrection from the dead.

There was Christ's resurrection from the dead. He became the first

fruits of them that slept. But to give the amplest proofs of His

resurrection He lingered on earth to be seen of men, and to be seen

in such a manner as to show that He was still the Savior Christ.

In my younger days I used to often wonder why was it that Mary

Magdalene came first to the sepulcher, and the mother of James that

stood there--why He should appear to them; but in later days I have

said it was to show that He was the Savior still; that the same

nature was there which had made Him stoop to the lowliest of the

low--the power that enabled Him to heal the guiltiest of the guilty;

that that power, that compassion, were with Him still.

Tho now raised beyond death and triumphing over hell, He still had

within Him the Savior's heart. Methinks I see, when Peter had run

in anxiety to tell the news, Mary remained there; she could not

fully comprehend it; the grave was open, the napkins were there;

it was said He was not there, but He was risen. And yet, there was

a darkness upon her; she could not fully conceive, it seems to me,

the resurrection of the dead. She stood wondering, when she heard a

voice behind her which said, "Woman, why weepest thou?" Bathed in

tears as she was, she turned round and saw the man standing, and

taking him to be the gardener, and supposing that he had taken the

body and carried it away as not fit to lie in that tomb or be in

that garden, she said: "If thou hast taken, him away, tell me where

thou hast laid him, and I will take him away." If He must not lie in

this tomb, if He can not lie in the garden, if as a malefactor He

must be cast out from man, tell me where the body is and I will take

it away. It was a proof of her affection.

A voice said, "Mary, Mary." Oh, she recognized it, and her heart

cried out: "Rabboni, my Lord and my God!" and then she would have

thrown herself at His feet and bathed those feet again with her

tears, but He said, "Touch me not, I am not ascended to my Father;

go and tell the disciples and Peter that I am risen from the dead."

See the compassion of the Savior! and then that message! "Tell the

disciples and Peter." Why send a message to him? Because he curst

and swore and denied the Master. The other disciples might have

said, "If Christ is risen, He may receive and bless us all; but

Peter is gone, hopelessly and irretrievably gone; he that forsook

his Master and denied Him, there is no hope for him." And yet said

Jesus, "Go and tell the disciples and Peter"--poor backslidden Peter.

Jesus knew his sorrow and anguish and almost felt the throbbings

of his broken heart, and He sent a message to Peter. He may be a

disciple still--may come back and be saved through the boundless

love of Christ. Oh, the compassion of the Son of God! Thank God that

Peter's Savior is on the throne this morning!

Not only was He seen by these, but He met with the disciples

journeying by the way and explained the Scriptures to them; and

as they met in the upper room He was there. When the doors were

unopened He came in their midst and said, "Peace!" breathed on them

and said, "Receive ye the Holy Ghost." Thus He met with them and

said to Thomas, "Reach hither thy fingers, and be not faithless but

believing."

Then afterward He was seen by five hundred, and from the Mount

of Olives, while the disciples were gathered around Him, He was

received up into glory. They saw Him and as He went He blest

them. The last vision that ever humanity had of the Son of God

ere he ascended to heaven was that of spreading out His hands

in blessing. Oh, my Savior hath thus gone up, and He dropt from

those outstretched hands a blessing which falls to-day like the

gentle dew all over the earth; it reaches heart after heart. It

hath reached patriarchs, apostles, martyrs, fathers, and mothers

and little children, and, thank God, the heavenly dew, as from

those outstretched hands, is coming down on our assembly this very

morning. On this glad day blessings are dropping from the throne of

God upon us from this risen Savior. He hath ascended up on high, the

gates have opened for Him, and He hath gone to His throne in glory.

Let us look at a few of the results that flow to us from these facts

thus sustained of His death and resurrection from the dead!

In the first place it established all Bible declarations. It had

been predicted that He should not stay in the grave, and when He

arose it put the seal to the Old Testament as the Word of God. The

prophecy in Him fulfilled gave glorious proof that the other parts

of it should be also fulfilled as the word of an unchanging God.

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