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your silver ? Wherefore count the price you have 

 received for him whom you every day crucify in your 

 love of gain ? Why, that when you are too poor 

 to buy a drop of cold water, your beloved son may be 

 rolled to hell in his chariot pillowed and cushioned 

 about him.' 



" His eye gradually lighted up as he proceeded, till 

 towards the close, it seemed to sparkle with celestial 

 fire. 



" ' Oh, sinners ! ' he exclaimed, ' by all your 

 hopes of happiness, I beseech you to repent. Let 

 not the wrath of God be awakened ! Let not the 

 fires of eternity be kindled against you ! See there ! ' 

 said he, pointing to the lightning which played on the 

 corner of the pulpit. ^ 'Tis a glance from the angry 

 eye of Jehovah ! Hark!' continued he, raising his 

 finger in a listening attitude, as the distant thunder 

 grew louder and louder, and broke in one tremendous 

 crash over the building. ' It was the voice of the 

 Almighty, as he passed by in his anger ! ' 



" As the sound died away, he covered his face, and 

 knelt beside the pulpit, apparently lost in inward and 

 intense prayer. The -storm passed rapidly by, and 

 the sun, bursting forth in his might, threw across the 

 heavens a magnificent arch of peace. Rising, and 



