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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.' 



u 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 



