CHRISTIANITY

Christianity is a system claiming God for its author, and the welfare

of man for its object. It is a system so uniform, exalted and pure,

that the loftiest intellects have acknowledged its influence, and

acquiesced in the justness of its claims. Genius has bent from his

erratic course to gather fire from her altars, and pathos from the

agony of Gethsemane and the sufferings of Calvary. Philosophy and

science have paused amid their speculative researches and wonderous

revelations, to gain wisdom from her teachings and knowledge from her

precepts. Poetry has culled her fairest flowers and wreathed her

softest, to bind her Author's "bleeding brow." Music has strung her

sweetest lyres and breathed her noblest strains to celebrate His fame;

whilst Learning has bent from her lofty heights to bow at the lowly

cross. The constant friend of man, she has stood by him in his hour of

greatest need. She has cheered the prisoner in his cell, and

strengthened the martyr at the stake. She has nerved the frail and

sinking heart of woman for high and holy deeds. The worn and weary

have rested their fainting heads upon her bosom, and gathered strength

from her words and courage from her counsels. She has been the staff

of decrepit age, and the joy of manhood in its strength. She has bent

over the form of lovely childhood, and suffered it to have a place in

the Redeemer's arms. She has stood by the bed of the dying, and

unveiled the glories of eternal life; gilding the darkness of the tomb

with the glory of the resurrection.

Christianity has changed the moral aspect of nations. Idolatrous

temples have crumbled at her touch, and guilt owned its deformity in

her presence. The darkest habitations of earth have been irradiated

with heavenly light, and the death shriek of immolated victims changed

for ascriptions of praise to God and the Lamb. Envy and Malice have

been rebuked by her contented look, and fretful Impatience by her

gentle and resigned manner.

At her approach, fetters have been broken, and men have risen

redeemed from dust, and freed from chains. Manhood has learned its

dignity and worth, its kindred with angels, and alliance to God.

To man, guilty, fallen and degraded man, she shows a fountain drawn

from the Redeemer's veins; there she bids him wash and be clean. She

points him to "Mount Zion, the city of the living God, to an

innumerable company of angels, to the spirits of just men made

perfect, and to Jesus the Mediator of the new Covenant," and urges him

to rise from the degradation of sin, renew his nature and join with

them. She shows a pattern so spotless and holy, so elevated and pure,

that he might shrink from it discouraged, did she not bring with her a

promise from the lips of Jehovah, that he would give power to the

faint, and might to those who have no strength. Learning may bring her

ample pages and her ponderous records, rich with the spoils of every

age, gathered from every land, and gleaned from every source.

Philosophy and science may bring their abstruse researches and

wonderous revelations--Literature her elegance, with the toils of the

pen, and the labors of the pencil--but they are idle tales compared to

the truths of Christianity. They may cultivate the intellect,

enlighten the understanding, give scope to the imagination, and refine

the sensibilities; but they open not, to our dim eyes and longing

vision, the land of crystal founts and deathless flowers. Philosophy

searches earth; Religion opens heaven. Philosophy doubts and trembles

at the portals of eternity; Religion lifts the veil, and shows us

golden streets, lit by the Redeemer's countenance, and irradiated by

his smile. Philosophy strives to reconcile us to death; Religion

triumphs over it. Philosophy treads amid the pathway of stars, and

stands a delighted listener to the music of the spheres; but Religion

gazes on the glorious palaces of God, while the harpings of the

blood-washed, and the songs of the redeemed, fall upon her ravished

ear. Philosophy has her place; Religion her important sphere; one is

of importance here, the other of infinite and vital importance both

here and hereafter.

Amid ancient lore the Word of God stands unique and pre-eminent.

Wonderful in its construction, admirable in its adaptation, it

contains truths that a child may comprehend, and mysteries into which

angels desire to look. It is in harmony with that adaptation of means

to ends which pervades creation, from the polypus tribes, elaborating

their coral homes, to man, the wonderous work of God. It forms the

brightest link of that glorious chain which unites the humblest work

of creation with the throne of the infinite and eternal Jehovah. As

light, with its infinite particles and curiously blended colors, is

suited to an eye prepared for the alterations of day; as air, with its

subtle and invisible essence, is fitted for the delicate organs of

respiration; and, in a word, as this material world is adapted to

man's physical nature; so the word of eternal truth is adapted to his

moral nature and mental constitution. It finds him wounded, sick and

suffering, and points him to the balm of Gilead and the Physician of

souls. It finds him stained by transgressions and defiled with guilt,

and directs him to the "blood that cleanseth from all unrighteousness

and sin." It finds him athirst and faint, pining amid the deserts of

life, and shows him the wells of salvation and the rivers of life. It

addresses itself to his moral and spiritual nature, makes provision

for his wants and weaknesses, and meets his yearnings and aspirations.

It is adapted to his mind in its earliest stages of progression, and

its highest state of intellectuality. It provides light for his

darkness, joy for his anguish, a solace for his woes, balm for his

wounds, and heaven for his hopes. It unveils the unseen world, and

reveals him who is the light of creation, and the joy of the universe,

reconciled through the death of His Son. It promises the faithful a

blessed re-union in a land undimmed with tears, undarkened by sorrow.

It affords a truth for the living and a refuge for the dying. Aided by

the Holy Spirit, it guides us through life, points out the shoals, the

quicksands and hidden rocks which endanger our path, and at last

leaves us with the eternal God for our refuge, and his everlasting

arms for our protection.

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