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ful of every thing around him, he seemed to kneel at 

 the throne of Jehovah, and to beseech in agony for 

 his fellow-beings. 



" After he had finished his prayer, he knelt for a 

 long time in profound silence ; and so powerfully had 

 it affected the most heartless of his audience, that a 

 stillness like that of the tomb pervaded the whole 

 house. 



"Before he commenced his sermon, long, darkening 

 columns crowded the bright sunny sky of the morn- 

 ing, and swept their dull shadows over the building, 

 in fearful augury of the storm. 



" His text was : ' Strive to enter in at the strait 

 gate ; for many, I say unto you, shall seek to enter in, 

 and shall not be able.' 



" ' See that emblem of human life,' said he, as he 

 pointed to a shadow that flitted across the floor. ' It 

 passed for a moment and concealed the brightness of 

 Heaven from our view — but it is gone. And where 

 will ye be, my hearers, when your lives have passed 

 away like that dark cloud ? Oh, my dear friends, I 

 see thousands sitting attentive, with their eyes fixed 

 on the poor, unworthy preacher. In a few days, we 

 shall all meet at the judgment-seat of Christ. We 

 shall form a part of that vast assembly which will 



