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most had need of was mercy, what most preyed upon his mind was his sin—the knowledge that he had offended God, and deserved His anger—to have that sin forgiven him, to be at peace with God, once again restored to His favour, was the thing he most required. And he took the one way to obtain it. He acknowledged his guilt-he confessed himself to be a sinner, or rather the sinner—for so it should be translated -as if he of all men was the most deserving of the name-and as the sinner, the most guilty, the most in need of pardon, he cast himself on God's great mercy. He made that mercy his one plea. He did not go about to seek for excuses. He did not try to deceive God, or to deceive himself by representing matters as other than they were.--He was speaking to the God of truth, and he would say nothing but the truth. In one short sentence he laid open his misery, and fastened on the only remedy for it—God be merciful to me, a sinner!

We know that he did not plead in vain--we have our Lord's word for it, His sublime I tell you that this man went down to his house justified rather than the other. He went down to his house conscious that he was accepted. There was a still small voice within which whispered to him, “God hath looked upon thy adversity and misery, and hath forgiven thee all thy sin !"

Let the remembrance of his successful prayer be often with us for our comfort! Let those of you, brethren, who, like this Publican, have been pierced by your sin, who, like him, have done evil, and sorrowed for that evil, lay it especially to heart! The door which admitted him into

open to you as well. For you too, if truly

peace is

penitent, pardon is ready, without money and without price-on you, as on him, confessing and renouncing your sins, doubt it not, God will have mercy!

Yes—and let us all lay to heart this truth-that salvation is a matter of grace, not of merit: that God forgives, not because we deserve His forgiveness, but because He is a God of love, and has reconciled us unto Himself, in Christ Jesus. When all is done (that we could, to atone for past iniquity, all would be too little, all would be as nought, were it not for the offering of His dear Son once for all !

Never let us depart from this belief. Let us cling to it in the darkest hour.-Ever when tormented by the recollection of our guilt, let this be our refuge. Let us look to Christ, and Him crucified.—Let us hold up our sinking spirit with this sustaining thought-Thou art He that blotteth out as a thick cloud my transgression, and as a cloud my sins! Thou hast redeemed me! And let us join always with it this other thought—Thou hast redeemed me -Thou hast broken my bonds asunder, and loosed me out of the enemy's handand why ?—that. I may henceforth be Thy servant, and walk in Thy way, and dwell in Thy house, and be telling of Thy salvation from day to day!



ST. LUKE XV. 31, 32.

Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine. It was meet

that we should make merry, and be glad : for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again ; and was lost, and is found.

THE parable of the Prodigal Son, of which these words are a part, has stamped itself deep on our memories. No portion of our Lord's teaching comes more forcibly home to us—no page in all the Gospel is more rich in consolation. The impression which it leaves on our minds is this, that God is greatly to be loved—loved for His mercy, for His tenderness, for His quickness to forgive, for His fatherly affection and great pity.

Whatever dark views we might have had before of God, however slow to believe in His love: however inclined to paint Him in our thoughts, as a punisher, One extreme to mark what we do amiss, and extreme in exacting penalty-when we have read this parable, with the two resembling it, in the same chapter, all these


false views are dispelled—we cease to think so unworthily of God—the old feeling that made us afraid of Him, and urged us to hide out of His sight, no more remains--and in its place there rises up a new feeling, a desire to draw nigh to this good and gracious God; and to know Him better, and to serve Him henceforth from the heart, not as slaves, but as sons.

It is one evidence, out of many, how this parable is valued, that if we open a poor man's Bible, it opens in our hand at this very place. And another proof is afforded, by the interest which it never fails to excite in all who hear it. Go, for example, into a sick room, where lies some stricken fellow-creature whose life is ebbing from him, but who has yet strength to listen to spiritual counsel—and if you would be sure to fix his attention, read to him the fifteenth chapter of St. Luke's Gospel-read to him the parables of the lost sheep, of the lost piece of money, and of the prodigal son-and mark the pleasure he has and the interest he takes in it.

- Mark how the languid eye kindles, and the dull ear hearkens, as first under one figure, and then under another, now as a shepherd seeking his stray sheep, now as a woman anxiously searching for her lost treasure, now as a father running to meet his repentant child, welcoming him with a feast, making holiday in all his house-he has put before him the great patience, and unspeakable kindness of God—is shewn, as in a glass, the joy that there is in heaven over one sinner that repenteth!

And of these three parables, the one we are concerned with to-day, is the last—the parable of the Prodigal Son

--that which has been called and not unfitly, " the crown and pearl of all our Lord's parables.'

In considering this parable, there are three things I would keep in mind.

I. The sin and consequent misery of the prodigal.
II. His repentance, and welcome at his father's hands.
III. The jealousy of the elder brother.

Many points in so great a subject, I must necessarily leave untouched.—The three above taken will furnish us with ample matter for our meditation this morning.

I. The sin of the Prodigal. It was this he left his father's house, and took his father's goods, and wasted them away from home in riotous living.--He threw off the natural restraint which living at home under his father's eye imposed upon him. He would be independent, and have no master but his own will: follow no guide, but act just as passion or impulse might lead him. And so he gathered the portion of goods which fell to his share, and took his journey into a far country, and there wusted his substance with riotous living.

That was his sin-that is still the sin of every one who tries to live independent of God—who takes his health, his youth, his riches, his talents—whatsoever goods fall to him, and uses these without reference to God's pleasure-lives to himself, and for himself in God's world.

All who lead such a life are Prodigals.— They act as did this man in the parable—they change their father's house, and their father's wholesome rule, for a life without restraint, a godless, lawless, irreligious life in the world.

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