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PAlMAGffi'S SERJM. IbNSCIENCE f HE SUBJECT Or? SUNtJAV'S DISCOURSE. 1« took Water and Washed HI, Hands ^ Before the Multitude, baying "t Am Innocent of the i»noA of thi, j ogt i Person"—Matt. 27: 24. $HE IJPPEB BES MOINES: ; At about 7 o'clock in the morning, up he marble stairs of a palace and cross the floors of richest mosaic, and indef ceilings dyed with all the splendors of color, and between snow banks |f white and glistening sculpture, lasses a poor, pale, sick young man of 3, already condemned to death, on his toy to be condemned again. Jesus of yazareth is his name. i Coming out to meet him on this tes- sllated pavement is an unscrupulous, Unpromising, timeserving, cowardly an, with a few traces of sympathy d fair dealing left In his composition Governor Pontius Pilate. Did ever ich opposites meet? Luxury and pain, ilflshness and generosity, arrogance humility, sin and holiness, mid- ight and mldnoon. The bloated-lipped governor takes ie cushioned seat, but the prisoner :ands, his wrists manacled. In semi-circle around the prisoner 'e the Sanhedrists, with Hashing 'es and brandished fists, prose- .Iting this case in the name of iliglon, for the bitterest persecu- >ns have been religious persecutions; id when Satan takes hold of a good he makes' up by intensity for vity of occupation. If you have r seen an ecclesiastical court try- a man, then you have no idea of foaming infernalism of these old Jlgious Sanhedrists. Governor Pi- je cross-questions the prisoner, and ds right away that he is innocent wants to let him go. His caution also Increased by some one who es .to the governor and whispers his ear. The governor puts his* id behind his ear, so as to catch the irds almost inaudible. It is a mes- ;e from Claudia Procula, his wife, 10 has had a dream about the Inno- ce of this prisoner and about the bger of executing him, and she akens from this morning dream in ie to send the message to her hus- d, then on the Judicial bench. And t with the protest of his wife, and (I voice of his own conscience, and ^entire failure of the Sanhedrists to e out their case, Governor Pilate Olves to discharge the prisoner from [tody. ut the intimation of such a thing igs upon the governor an equinoc- storm of Indignation. They will iprt him to the emperor at Rome. will have him recalled. They send him up home, and he will be for treason, for the emperor has dy a suspicion in regard to Pilate, ? 'that suspicion does not cease until 'te is banished and commits suicide. Governor Pontius Pilate compro- 58 the matter, and proposes that igt be whipped instead of assas- ited. So the prisoner is fastened low pillar, and on his bent and d back come the thongs of .leather, j pieces of lead and bone inter- ted, so that every stroke shall be more awful. Christ .lifts himself 1 the scourging, with flushed cheek torn and quivering and mangled , presenting a spectacle of suffer- n which Rubens, the painter.found theme for his greatest rnaster- t the Sanhedrists are not yet sat- i|l. They have had some of his jes lacerated; they want them all •ated. They have had some of his t ; they want all of it, down to the [corpuscle. So Governor Pontius after all this merciful heslta- 'surrenders to the demoniacal cry Irucify him!" But the governor for something. He sends a slave to get something. Although the ables are in haste to take the prls- f'to execution and the mob outside mpatient to glare upon their vic- pause is necessitated. Yonder es, a wash basin. Some pure, , t water is poured into it, and then jjrnor Pilate puts his white, deli- hands Into the water and rubs together, and then lifts them iing, for the towel fastened at the 's girdle, while he practically •."I wash my hands of this whole Jcidal transaction. I wash my is of this entire responsibility; you have to bear it." That is the ing of my text when it says: "He r water and washed his hands be- Stbe multitude, saying, I am inno- iof the blood of this just person; (e to it." .old in this, that ceremony ints to nothing, if there are not in irrespondencies of heart and life. good thing to wash the hands. created threq-quarters of the d water, and in that commanded ,nllness; and when the ancients did s take the hint he plunged the whole •Id under water and kept it there spme time. Hand washing was a ious ceremony among the Jews. ^Jewish Mishna gave particular di- now that the, hands must be it three times up to the wrist In "', and the palm of the band must "'bed with the closed flst of the All that well enough for a eym- it here in the text is a man who to wash away the guilt of a •b4ch he does pot 'quit and of be does not make any repent' Pilfite's wash basin was a dead IOWA. WEDNESDAY NOVflMBim 29,1899. ence, and sing without any acceptance. All your creeds and liturgies, and sacraments, and genuflections, and religious convocations amount to nothing unless your heart-life go into them. When that bronzed slave took from the presence of Pilate that wash basin he carried away none of Pilate's cruelty, or Pilate's wickedness, or Pilate's guilt. Nothing against creeds; we all have hem,.either written or Implied. Nothing against ceremonies; they are of In- nnite importance. Nothing against sacraments; they are divinely commanded. Nothing against a rosary, if there be as many heartfelt prayers'as beads counted. Nothing against incense floating up from cenSer amid Gothic arches, if the prayers be as genuine as the aroma is sweet. Nothing against^Epiphany, or Lent, or Ash however beautiful and , way be ao more than, tols ablution, Jn fancy we may from the baptiwaJ Jpnt. we may wade yet we jjrt IWUW^ feQW wlttfWHeYtP* K ' v *, • , en, or s Wednesday, or Easter, or Good Friday. or Whitsuntide, or Palm Sunday, if these symbols have behind them genuine repentance and holy reminiscence. and Christian consecration. But ceremony is only the sheath to the sword, it is only the shell to the kernel, It la only the lamp to the flame, it is only the body to the spirit. The outward must be symbolical of the inward. Wash the hands by all means, but more than all, wash the heart. Behold, also, as you see Governor Pontius Pilate thrust his hands Into his wash basin, the power of conscience. He had an idea there was blood on his hand— the blood of an innocent person, whom he might have acquitted if he only had the courage. Poor Pilate! his conscience was after him, and he knew the stain would never be washed from the right hand or the left hand, and until the day of his death, though he might wash in all the lavers of the Roman empire, there would be still eight fingers and two thumbs red at the tips. Oh, the power of conscience when it is. fully aroused! With whip of scorpions over a. bed of spikes In pitch of midnight it chases guilt. Are there ghosts? Yes, not of the graveyard, but of one's mind not at rest. And thus, Brutus, amid his slumbering host, Startled with Caesar's stalwart ghost. Macbeth looked at his hand after the midnight assassination, and he says: Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red. From what did Adam and Eve try to hide when they had all the world to themselves? From their own conscience. What made Cain's punishment greater than he could bear? His conscience. What made Ahab cry out to the prophet, "Hast thou found me, 0 mine enemy?" What made the great Felix tremble before the little missionary? Conscience. What made Belshazzar's teeth chatter with a chill when he saw a finger come out of the black sleeve of the midnight and write on the plastering? Conscience, conscience! Why is it that that man in this audience, with all the marks of worldly prosperity upon him, is agitated while 1 speak, and is now flushed and is now pale, and then the breath is uneven, and then beads of perspiration on the forehead, and then the look of unrst comes to a look of horror and despair? I know not. But he knows, and God knows. It may be that he despoiled a fair young life and turned Innocence into a waif, and the smile of hope into the brazen laughter of despair. Or it may be that he has in his possession the property of others, and by some strategem he keeps it according to law, and yet he knows it Is not his own, and that if his heart should stop beating this moment he would be in hell forever. Or it may be he is responsible for a great mystery, the disappearance of some one who was never heard of, and the detectives were baffled, and the tracks were all covered up, and the swift horse or the rail train took him out of reach, and there are only two persons in the universe who know of it— God and himself, God present at the tlme«of the tragedy and present at the retrospection, and conscience—conscience with stings, conscience with pincers, conscience with flails, conscience with furnaces, is upon him; and until a man's conscience rouses him he does not repent. What made that farmer converted to God go to his infidel neighbor and say: "Neighbor, I have four of your sheep. They came over into my fold six years ago. They had your mark upon them, and I changed it to my mark. I want you to have those sheep, and I want you to have the interest on the money, and I want you to have the increase of the fold; if you want to send me to prison I shall make no complaint?" The infldel heard of the man's conversion, and he said: "Now, now, if you have got them sheep you are welcome to them. I don't want nothing of thosa things at all. You just go away from me. Something has got hold of you that I don't understand. I heard you were down at those religious meetings." But the converted man would not allow things to stand in that way, and so the infidel said: "Well, npw, you can pay me the value of the sheep, and six pev cent interest froni that ti/ne tp this, and I shan't say anything more about it. Just go away from roe." What was the matter with the two farmers? Ja tbe one case a convicted coHsgiepce leading him to honesty, ' indMn the oth.ep case a convicted cQn3fl||se warping ajsatot Infidelity. ^s CpnyersjlQn albntg to nothing un. i|*?ouFerte4, apd tee is courted, anfl tfce, cajj! Jedjer 1$ ftreprooj g«£g is his improvement is noticed even by the canary bird that sings in the parlor, and the cat that licks the platter after the meal, and the dog that comet: bounding from the -kennel to greet him. A man half converted, or quarter converted, of a thousandth part converted; is not converted at all. What will be the great book iil the day of judgment? Conscience. Conscience recalling mislmproved opportunities. Conscience recalling unfor- given sins. Conscience bringing up all the past. Alas, for this Governor Pontius Pilate! That night after the court had adjourned and the Sanhed- rists had gone home, an'd nothing was heard outside the room but the step of the sentinel, I see Pontius Pilate arise from his tapestried and sleepless couch and go to the laver and begin to wash his hands, crying: "Out, out, crimson spot! Tellest thou to me, and to Gou, and to the night, my crime? Is there no alkali to remove these dreadful stains? is there no chemistry to dissolve this carnage? Must I to the day of my death carry the blood of this innocent mart on my heart and hand? Out, thou crimson spot!" The worst thing a man can have is an evil conscience, and the best thing a man can have is what Paul calls a good conscience. But is there no such thing as moral purification? If a man is a sinner once must he always be a sinner, and an unforgiven sinner? We have all had conscience after us. Or do you tell me that all the words of your life have been just right, and all the thoughts ot your heart have been just right, and nil the actions of your life just right? Then you do 'not know yourself, and I take the responsibility of saying you are a pharisee, you are a hypocrite, you arc a Pontius Pilate, and do not know it. You commit tho very same sin that Pilate committed. You have crucified the Lord of Glory. But if nine-tenths of this audience are made up of thoughtful and earnest people, then nine-tenths of this audience are saying within themselves, "Is there no such thing as moral purification? Is there no laver in which the soul may wash and be clean?" Yes, yes, yen. Tell it in song, tell it in sermon, tell t in prayer, tell it to the hemispheres. That is what David cried out for when he said, "Wash me thoroughly from my sin, and cleanse me from mine in- quities." And that is what in another ilace, he cried out for when he aaid, 'Wash me and I shall be whiter than now." Behold the laver of the Gospel, filled with living fountains. Did f ou ever see the picture of the laver in the ancient tabernacle or in the ancient temple? The laver in the ancient tabernacle was made out of the women's metallic looking glasses. It was a great basin standing on a beautiful pedestal; but when the temple was built, then the laver was an immense affair called the brazen sea; and oh, how deep were the floods there gathered! And there were ten lavers beside—five at the right and five at the left—and each laver had three hundred gallons of water. And the outside of these lavers was carved and chased with palm trees so delicately cut you could almost see tho leaves trem'ble, and lions so true to life that you could imagine you could see the nostril throb, and the cherubim with outspread wings. That magnificent laver of the old dispensation is a feeble type of the more glorious laver of our dispensation—our sunlit dispensation. Here is the laver holding rivers of salvation, having for its pedestal the Rock of Ages, carved with the figure of the lion of Judah's tribe, and having palm branches for victory, and wings suggestive of the soul's flight toward God In prayer, and the soul's flight heavenward when we die. Come ye auditory and wash away all your sins however aggravated, and all your sorrows, however agonizing. Come to this fountain, open for all sin and uncleanness, the furthest, the worst. You need not carry your sins half a second. Come and wash in this glorious gospel laver. Why, that is an opportunity enough to swallow up all nations. That is an 6pportunity that will yet stand on the Alps and beckon to Italy, and yet stand on tho Pyrenees and beckon to Spain, and it will yet stand on the Ural and beckon to Russia, and it will stand at the gate of heaven and beckon to all nations. Pardon for all sin, and pardon right away, through the blood of tho Son of God. A little child that had been blind, but through skilled surgery brought to sight, said, "Why, mother, why didn't you tell me the earth an'd the sky are so beautiful? Why didn't you tell me?" "Oh," replied the mother, "my child, I did tell you often; I often told you how beautiful they are; but you were blind, and you couldn't see!" Oh, if we could have our eyes opened to see the glories in Jesus Christ we would feel that the half had never been told us, and you would go to some Christian man and say, "Why didn't you tell me before of the glories of the Lord Jesus Christ?" and that friend would say, "I did tell you, but you were blind and could not see, and you were deaf and could not hear," IHMUMttMMf •;i • <;• "-i _c , ?*• 'J.* KIDNEYS, AND BOWELS m •*» •* Wf^^^fe, :A>-^i> v-VX-A-'^ f WToy u :FFECTUALLY Q OVERCOMES '• nn.iui ' I mmw ..,•'12 '1 (Tr'THf '! # j IFl- BV/y-TH&GENWINE-MANrD-BY FRANC/Sco CAU. * i*>J .V, Too many cushions at tho bottom may account for the room at tho top. 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