FOURTH ANNUAL FLOWER SERMON. 35 



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by the bud and blossom as truly 



fruit 



And lastly I think I can hear the voice of the Lord God 

 in this our garden, speaking unto me from bursting seed, 

 from bud and flower, bidding us to go quickly to another 

 garden in a far away land. And as we come thither we 



>te that in the garden is a sepulchre. The great stone 



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that did guard its entrance lies far away from the 

 the tomb, and on it sits an angel descended from 

 His countenance is like lightning and his raiment ' 



snow. 

 Jesus 



He sneaks : * ' Fear 



He 



as He said.'* The Koman soldiers who had kept guard 

 over the tomb lie prostrate on the ground. Some poor 

 women who came to anoint the dead body, have heard the 

 words of the angel, and are gone to the city to bring hither 



some of the men who were tne friends or him wno nere 

 was buried. The men draw near and enter into the rock- 

 hewn chamber. We may enter with them and see the linen 

 clothes which had enshrouded the dead body lying in well 

 ordered array, with the napkin that was about His head, 

 wrapped together in a place by itself. And we depart with 

 the two visitors, wondering, wondering in ourselves at that 



Ah, can I believe it, can I believe 

 tat life and immortality are indeed brought to light, 

 He who was reallv dead is as really alive f orevermore ? 



come 



And I 



saying unto me 



rd God walking in 

 Canst thou under- 



stand the Easter of the flowers ? Canst thou understand 

 why or how the dead seed at the end of the days of My 

 appointment doth leave its clothing in the dark prison-house 



and come 

 believe. 



_ But thou dost 



er and Godhead ' ' made plain 



mountain 



and flower, is it unequal to bring back new life from the 

 o-rave ? Is this thy difficulty that God could not raise Jesus 



