Sermon 2003. Young Man, Is This For You?




"And it came to pass the day after, that He went into a city called Nain; and many of His disciples went with Him and muchpeople. Now when He came near to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his motherand she was a widow: and much people of the city was with her. And when the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her and saidunto her, Weep not. And He came and touched the bier: and they that bare him stood stiil. And He said, Young man I say untoyou, Arise. And he that was dead sat up and began to speak. And He delivered him to his mother. And there came a fear on all:and they glorified God, saying, That a great prophet is risen up among us; and, That God has visited His people. And thisrumor of Him went forth throughout all Judea and throughout all the region round about." Luke 7:11-17.

BEHOLD, dear Brethren, the overflowing, ever-flowing power of our Lord Jesus Christ! He had worked a great work upon the centurion'sservant, and now, only a day after, he raises the dead. "It came to pass the day after, that He went into a city called Nain."Day unto day utters speech concerning His deeds of goodness. Did He save your friend yesterday? His fullness is the same.If you seek Him, His love and grace will flow to you today. He blesses this day and He blesses the day after. Never is ourDivine Lord compelled to pause until He has recruited His resources. Virtue goes out of Him forever. These thousands of yearshave not diminished the greatness of His power to bless.

Behold, also, the readiness and naturalness of the outgoings of His life-giving power. Our Savior was journeying and He worksmiracles while on the road-"He went into a city called Nain." It was incidentally, (some would say accidentally), that Hemet the funeral procession. But at once He restored to life this dead young man. Our blessed Lord was not standing still,as one professionally called in-He does not seem to have come to Nain at anyone's request for the display of His love. ButHe was passing through the gate into the city for some reason which is not recorded.

See, my Brethren, how the Lord Jesus is always ready to save! He healed the woman who touched him in the throng when He wason the road to quite another person's house. The mere spilling and droppings of the Lord's cup of grace are marvelous. HereHe gives life to the dead when He is en route. He scatters His mercy by the roadside and anywhere and everywhere His pathsdrop fatness. No time, no place can find Jesus unwilling or unable. When Baal is on a journey, or sleeps, his deluded worshipperscannot hope for his help. But when Jesus journeys or sleeps, a word will find Him ready to conquer death, or quell the tempest.

It was a remarkable incident, this meeting of the two processions at the gates of Nain. If someone with a fine imaginationcould picture it, what an opportunity he would have for developing his poetical genius! I venture on no such effort. Yondera procession descends from the city. Our spiritual eyes see death upon the pale horse coming forth from the city gate withgreat exultation. He has taken another captive. Upon that bier behold the spoils of the dread conqueror! Mourners, by theirtears, confess the victory of death. Like a general riding in triumph to the Roman capitol, death bears his spoils to thetomb. What shall hinder him?

Suddenly the procession is arrested by another-a company of disciples and much people are coming up the hill. We need notlook at the company but we may fix our eyes upon One who stands in the center, a Man in whom lowliness was always evidentand yet majesty was never wanting. It is the living Lord, even He who only has immortality and in Him death has now met hisdestroyer. The battle is short and decisive-no blows are struck-for death has already done his

utmost. With a linger the chariot of death is arrested-with a word the spoil is taken from the mighty and the lawful captiveis delivered.

Death flies defeated from the gates of the city, while Tabor and Hermon, which both looked down upon the scene, rejoice inthe name of the Lord. This was a rehearsal upon a small scale of that which shall happen by-and-by, when those who are intheir graves shall hear the voice of the Son of God and live-then shall the last enemy be destroyed. Only let death come intocontact with Him who is our life and it is compelled to relax its hold. Whatever may be the spoil which it has captured, soonshall our Lord come in His glory and then before the gates of the New Jerusalem we shall see the miracle at the gates of Nainmultiplied a myriad times.

Thus, you see, our subject would naturally conduct us to the doctrine of the resurrection of the dead, which is one of thefoundation stones of our most holy faith. That grand Truth of God I have often declared to you and will do so again and again.But at this time I have selected my text for a very practical purpose. It concerns the souls of some for whom I am greatlyanxious. The narrative before us records a fact, a literal fact-but the record may be used for spiritual instruction. Allour Lord's miracles were intended to be parables-they were intended to instruct as well as to impress- they are sermons tothe eyes, just as His spoken discourses were sermons to the ears. We see here how Jesus can deal with spiritual death. Andhow He can impart spiritual life at His pleasure. Oh, that we may see this done this morning in the midst of this great assembly!

I. I shall ask you first, dear Friends, to reflect that THE SPIRITUALLY DEAD CAUSE GREAT GRIEF TO THEIR GRACIOUS FRIENDS.If an ungodly man is favored to have Christian relatives, he causes them much anxiety. As a natural fact, this dead youngman, who was being carried out to his burial, caused his mother's heart to burst with grief. She showed by her tears thather heart was overflowing with sorrow. The Savior said to her, "Weep not," because He saw how deeply she was troubled. Manyof my dear young friends may be deeply thankful that they have friends who are grieving over them. It is a sad thing thatyour conduct should grieve them-but it is a hopeful circumstance for you that you have those around you who do thus grieve.

If all approved of your evil ways, you would, no doubt, continue in them and go speedily to destruction. But it is a blessingthat arresting voices do at least a little hinder you. Besides, it may yet be that our Lord will listen to the silent oratoryof your mother's tears and that this morning He may bless you for her sake. See how the Evangelist puts it- "When the Lordsaw her, He had compassion on her and said unto her, Weep not." And then He said to the young man,


Many young persons who are in some respects amiable and hopeful, nevertheless, being spiritually dead, are causing great sorrowto those who love them most. It would perhaps be honest to say that they do not intend to inflict all this sorrow. Indeed,they think it quite unnecessary. Yet they are a daily burden to those whom they love. Their conduct is such that when it isthought over in the silence of their mother's chamber, she cannot help but weep. Her son went with her to the House of Godwhen he was a boy, but now he finds his pleasure in a very different quarter.

Being beyond all control now, the young man does not choose to go with his mother. She would not wish to deprive him of hisliberty, but she laments that he exercises that liberty so unwisely. She mourns that he has not the inclination to hear theWord of the Lord and become a servant of his mother's God. She had hoped that he would follow in his father's footsteps andunite with the people of God. But he takes quite the opposite course. She has seen a good deal about him lately which hasdeepened her anxiety-he is forming companionships and other connections which are sadly harmful to him. He has a distastefor the quietude of home and he has been exhibiting to his mother a spirit which wounds her.

It may be that what he has said and done is not meant to be unkind. But it is very grievous to the heart which watches overhim so tenderly. She sees a growing indifference to everything that is good and an unconcealed intention to see the viciousside of life. She knows a little and fears more as to his present state and she dreads that he will go from one sin to anothertill he ruins himself for this life and the next. O Friends, it is to a gracious heart a very great grief to have an unconvertedchild. And yet more so if that child is a mother's boy, her only boy, and she a desolate woman, from whom her husband hasbeen snatched away.

To see spiritual death rampant in one so dear is a sore sorrow which causes many a mother to mourn in secret and pour outher soul before God. Many a Hannah has become a woman of a sorrowful spirit through her own child. How sad that he who shouldhave made her the most glad among women has filled her life with bitterness! Many a mother has

had to grieve over her son as almost to cry, "Would God he had never been born!" It is so in thousands of cases. If it isso in your case, dear Friend, take home my words to yourself and reflect upon them.

The cause of grief lies here-we mourn that they should be in such a case. In the story before us the mother wept because herson was dead. And we sorrow because our young friends are spiritually dead. There is a life infinitely higher than the lifewhich quickens our material bodies. And oh, that all of you knew it! You who are unrenewed do not know anything about thistrue life. Oh, how we wish you did! It seems to us a dreadful thing that you should be dead to God, dead to Christ, dead tothe Holy Spirit. It is sad, indeed, that you should be dead to those Divine Truths which are the delight and strength of oursouls-dead to those holy motives which keep us back from evil and spur us on to virtue.

Dead to those sacred joys which often bring us very near the gates of Heaven. We cannot look at a dead man and feel joy inhim, whoever he may be-a corpse, however delicately dressed, is a sad sight. We cannot look upon you, you poor dead souls,without crying out, "O God, shall it always be so? Shall not these dry bones live? Will You not quicken them?" The Apostlespeaks of one who lived in pleasure and he said of her, "She is dead while she lives." Numbers of persons are dead in referenceto all that is true and noble and most Divine. And yet in other respects they are full of life and activity. Oh, to thinkthat they should be dead to God and yet so full of happiness and energy! Marvel not that we grieve about them.

We also mourn because we lose the help and comfort which they ought to bring us. This widowed mother no doubt mourned herboy not only because he was dead but because in him she had lost her earthly stay. She must have regarded him as the staffof her age and the comfort of her loneliness. "She was a widow"-I question if anybody but a widow understands the full sorrowof that word. We may put ourselves by sympathy into the position of one who has lost her other self, the partner of her life.But the most tender sympathy cannot fully realize the actual cleavage of bereavement and the desolation of love's loss. "Shewas a widow"-the sentence sounds like a knell.

Still, if the sun of her life was gone, there was a star shining. She had a boy, a dear boy, who promised her great comfort.He would, no doubt, supply her necessities and cheer her loneliness and in him her husband would live again and his name wouldremain among the living in Israel. She could lean on him as she went to the synagogue. She would have him to come home fromhis work at evening and keep the little home together and cheer her hearth. Alas, that star is swallowed up in the darkness.He is dead and today he is carried to the cemetery.

It is the same spiritually with us in reference to our unconverted friends. With regard to you that are dead in sin we feelthat we miss the aid and comfort which we ought to receive from you in our service of the living God. We want fresh laborersin all sorts of places-in our Sunday school work, our mission among the masses and in all manner of service for the Lord welove! Ours is a gigantic burden and we long for our sons to put their shoulders to it. We looked forward to seeing you growup in the fear of God and stand side by side with us in the great warfare against evil and in holy labor for the Lord Jesus.

But you cannot help us, for you are yourselves on the wrong side. Alas, alas, you hinder us by causing the world to say, "Seehow those young men are acting!" We have to spend thought and prayer and effort over you which might usefully have gone forthfor others. Our care for yonder great dark world which lies all around us is very pressing but you do not share it with us-menare perishing from lack of knowledge and you do not help us in endeavoring to enlighten them.

A further grief is that we can have no fellowship with them. The mother at Nain could have no communion with her dear sonnow that he was dead, for the dead know not anything. He can never speak to her, nor she to him, for he is on the bier, "adead man carried out." O my Friends, certain of you have dear ones whom you love and they love you. But they cannot hold anyspiritual communion with you, nor you with them. You never bow the knee together in private prayer, nor mingle heart withheart in the appeal of faith to God as to the cares which prowl around your home. O young man, when your mother's heart leapsfor joy because of the love of Christ shed abroad in her soul, you cannot understand her joy. Her feelings are a mystery toyou.

If you are a dutiful son, you do not say anything disrespectful about her religion. But yet you cannot sympathize in its sorrowsor its joys. Between your mother and you there is upon the best things a gulf as wide as if you were actually dead on thebier and she stood weeping over your corpse. I remember, in the hour of overwhelming anguish when I feared that my belovedwife was about to be taken from me, how I was comforted by the loving prayers of my two dear sons-we had commun-

ion not only in our grief but in our confidence in the living God. We knelt together and poured out our hearts unto God andwe were comforted.

How I blessed God that I had in my children such sweet support! But suppose they had been ungodly young men? I should havelooked in vain for holy fellowship and for aid at the Throne of Grace. Alas, in many a household the mother cannot have communionwith her own son or daughter on that point which is most vital and enduring because they are spiritually dead- while she hasbeen quickened into newness of life by the Holy Spirit.

Moreover, spiritual death soon produces manifest causes for sorrow. In the narrative before us the time had come when herson's body must be buried. She could not wish to have that dead form longer in the home with her. It is a token to us of theterrible power of death that it conquers love with regard to the body. Abraham loved his Sarah. But after a while he had tosay to the sons of Heth, "Give me a possession of a burying place with you, that I may bury my dead out of my sight." It happensin some mournful cases that character becomes so bad that no comfort in life can be enjoyed while the erring one is withinthe home circle.

We have known parents who have felt that they could not have their son at home so drunken, so debauched had he become. Notalways wisely, yet sometimes almost of necessity, the plan has been tried of sending the incorrigible youth to a distant colonyin the hope that when removed from pernicious influences he might do better. How seldom so deplorable an experiment succeeds!I have known mothers who could not think of their sons without feeling pangs far more bitter than those they endured at theirbirth. Woe, woe to him who causes such heartbreak! What an awful thing it is when love's best hopes gradually die down intodespair and loving desires at last put on mourning and turn from prayers of hope to tears of regret!

Words of admonition call forth such passion and blasphemy that prudence almost silences them. Then have we before us the deadyoung man carried out to his grave. A sorrowful voice sobs out, "He is given unto idols, let him alone." Am I addressing onewhose life is now preying upon the tender heart of her that brought him forth? Do I speak to one whose outward conduct hasat last become so avowedly wicked that he is a daily death to those who gave him life? O young man, can you bear to thinkof this? Are you turned to stone? I cannot yet believe that you contemplate your parents' heartbreak without bitter feelings.God forbid that you should!

We also mourn because of the future of men dead in sin. This mother, whose son had already gone so far in death that he mustbe buried out of sight, had the further knowledge that something worse would befall him in the sepulcher to which he was beingcarried. It was impossible for her to think calmly of the corruption which surely follows at the heels of death. When we thinkof what will become of you who refuse the Lord Christ we are appalled. "After death the judgment." We could more readily gointo details as to a putrid corpse than we could survey the state of a soul lost forever. We dare not linger at the mouthof Hell. But we are forced to remind you that there is a place, "where their worm dies not and the fire is not quenched."

There is a place where those must abide who are driven from the presence of the Lord and from the glory of His power. It isan unendurable thought that you should be, "cast into the lake of fire, which is the second death." I do not wonder that thosewho are not honest with you are afraid to tell you so and that you try yourself to doubt it. But with the Bible in your handand a conscience in your bosom you cannot but fear the worst if you remain apart from Jesus and the life He freely gives.If you continue as you are and persevere in your sin and unbelief to the end of life, there is no help for you but that youmust be condemned in the Day of Judgment.

The most solemn declarations of the Word of God assure you that, "he that believes not shall be damned." It is heartbreakingwork to think that this should be the case with any of you. You prattled at your mother's knee and kissed her cheek with rapturouslove-why, then, will you be divided from her forever? Your father hoped that you would take his place in the Church of God-howis it that you do not even care to follow him to Heaven? Remember, the day comes when, "one shall be taken, and the otherleft." Do you renounce all hope of being with your wife, your sister, your mother at the right hand of God? You cannot wishthem to go down to Hell with you-have you no desire to go to Heaven with them?

"Come, you blessed," will be the voice of Jesus to those who imitated their gracious Savior. And "Depart from Me, you cursed,into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels," must be the sentence upon all who refuse to be made like theLord. Why will you take your part and lot with accursed ones? I do not know whether you find it easy to hear me this morning.I find it very hard to speak to you because my lips are not able to express my heart's feelings. Oh that I had the forcefulutterance of an Isaiah, or the passionate lamentations of a Jeremiah with which to arouse your affections and your fears!Still, the Holy Spirit can use even me, and I beseech Him so to do. But I have said enough on this point. I am sure you seethat the spiritually dead cause great grief to those of their family who are spiritually alive.

II. Now let me cheer you while I introduce the second head of my discourse, which is this-FOR SUCH GRIEF THERE IS ONLY ONEHELPER-BUT THERE IS A HELPER.

This young man is taken out to be buried. But our Lord Jesus Christ met the funeral procession. Carefully note the "coincidences,"as skeptics call them but as we call them-"Providences"-of Scripture. This is a fine subject for another time. Take this onecase. How came it that the young man died just then? How came it that this exact hour was selected for his burial? Perhapsbecause it was evening. But even that might not fix the precise moment. Why did the Savior that day arrange to travel five-and-twentymiles, so as to arrive at Nain in the evening? How came it to pass that He happened just then to be coming from a quarterwhich naturally led Him to enter at that particular gate from which the dead would be carried?

See, He ascends the hill to the little city at the same moment when the head of the procession is coming out of the gate!He meets the dead man before the place of sepulture is reached. A little later and he would have been buried. A little earlierand he would have been at home lying in the darkened room and no one might have called the Lord's attention to him. The Lordknows how to arrange all things-His forecasts are true to the tick of the clock. I hope some great purpose is to be fulfilledthis morning. I do not know why you, my Friend, came in here on a day when I am discoursing on this particular subject. Youdid not think to come, perhaps, but here you are. And Jesus has come here, too. He has come here on purpose to meet you andquicken you to newness of life. There is no chance about it-eternal decrees have arranged it all and we shall soon see thatit is so. You spiritually dead are being met by Him in whom is life eternal.

The blessed Savior saw all at a glance. Out of that procession He singled out the chief mourner and read her inmost heart.He was always tender to mothers. He fixed His eye on that widow. For He knew that she was such, without being informed ofthe fact. The dead man is her only son-He perceives all the details and nothing is hid from His infinite mind. O young man,Jesus knows all about you. Jesus, who is invisibly present this morning, fixes His eyes on you at this moment. He has seenthe tears of those who have wept for you. He sees that some of them despair of you, and are in their great grief acting likemourners at your funeral.

Jesus saw it all and, what was more, entered into it all. Oh, how we ought to love our Lord that He takes such notice of ourgriefs and especially our spiritual griefs about the souls of others! You, dear Teacher, want your class saved-Jesus sympathizeswith you. You, dear Friend, have been very earnest to win souls, Know that in all this you are workers together with God.Jesus knows all about our travail of soul and He is at one with us therein. Our travail is only His own travail rehearsedin us, according to our humble measure. When Jesus enters into our work it cannot fail. Enter, O Lord, into my work at thishour, I pray You, and bless this feeble word to my hearers! I know that hundreds of Believers are saying, "Amen." How thischeers me!

Our Lord proved how He entered into the sorrowful state of things by first saying to the widow, "Weep not." At this momentHe says to you who are praying and agonizing for souls, "Do not despair! Sorrow not as those who are without hope! I meanto bless you. You shall yet rejoice over life given to the dead." Let us take heart and dismiss all unbelieving fear. OurLord then went to the bier and just laid His finger upon it and they that carried it stood still of their own accord. OurLord has a way of making bearers stand still without a word. Perhaps, today, yonder young man is being carried further intosin by the four bearers of his natural passions, his infidelity, his bad company, and his love of strong drink. It may bethat pleasure and pride, willfulness and wickedness are bearing the four corners of the bier. But our Lord can, by His mysteriouspower, make the bearers stand still. Evil influences have become powerless, the man knows not how.

When they stood quite still, there was a hush. The disciples stood around the Lord, the mourners surrounded the widow andthe two crowds faced each other. There was a little space and Jesus and the dead man were in the center. The widow pushedaway her veil and gazing through her tears wondered what was going on. The Jews who came out of the city halted as the bearershad done. Hush! Hush! What will HE do? In that deep silence the Lord heard the unspoken prayers of that widow woman. I doubtnot that her soul began to whisper, half in hope and half in fear-"Oh, that He would raise my son!"

At any rate, Jesus heard the flutter of the wings of desire if not of faith. Surely her eyes were speaking as she gazed onJesus, who had so suddenly appeared. Here let us be as quiet as the scene before us. Let us be hushed for a minute and prayGod to raise dead souls at this time. [Here followed a pause, much silent prayer and many tears.]

III. That hush was not long, for speedily the Great Quickener entered upon His gracious work. This is our third point- JESUSIS ABLE TO WORK THE MIRACLE OF LIFE-GIVING.

Jesus Christ has life in Himself and He quickens whom He will (John 5:21). Such life is there in Him that "he that lives and believes in Him, though he were dead, yet shall he live." Our blessedLord immediately went up to the bier. What lay before Him? It was a corpse. He could derive no aid from that lifeless form.The spectators were sure that he was dead, for they were

carrying him out to bury him. No deception was possible, for his own mother believed him dead and you may be sure that ifthere had been a spark of life in him she would not have given him up to the jaws of the grave. There was then no hope-nohope from the dead man, no hope from anyone in the crowd either of bearers or of disciples. They were all powerless alike.

Even so, you, O Sinner, cannot save yourself-neither can any of us-or can any of us save you. There is no help for you, deadSinner, beneath yon skies. No help in yourself or in those who love you most. But, lo, the Lord has laid help on One thatis mighty. If Jesus wants the least help, you cannot render it, for you are dead in sins. There you lie, dead on the bierand nothing but the sovereign power of Divine omnipotence can put heavenly life into you. Your help must come from above.

While the bier stood still, Jesus spoke to the dead young man, spoke to him personally-"Young man, I say unto you, Arise."O Master, personally speak to some young man this morning. Or, if You will, speak to the old, or speak to a woman. But speakthe Word home to them. We mind not where the Lord's voice may fall. Oh that it would now call those around me, for I feelthat there are dead ones all over the building! I stand with biers all about me and dead ones on them. Lord Jesus, are Younot here? What is wanted is Your personal call. Speak, Lord, we beseech You!

"Young man," said He, "Arise." And He spoke as if the man had been alive. This is the Gospel way. He did not wait till Hesaw signs of life before He bade him rise. But to the dead man He said, "Arise." This is the model of Gospel preaching-inthe name of the Lord Jesus, His commissioned servants speak to the dead as if they were alive. Some of my Brethren laugh atthis and say that it is inconsistent and foolish. But all through the New Testament it is even so. There we read, "Arise fromthe dead and Christ shall give you light." I do not attempt to justify it. It is more than enough for me that so I read theWord of God. We are to bid men believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, even though we know that they are dead in sin and that faithis the work of the Spirit of God.

Our faith enables us, in God's name, to command dead men to live and they do live. We bid unbelieving man believe in Jesusand power goes with the Word and God's elect do believe. It is by this Word of faith which we preach that the voice of Jesussounds out to men. The young man who could not rise, for he was dead, nevertheless did rise when Jesus bade him. Even so,when the Lord speaks by His servants the Gospel command, "Believe and live," it is obeyed and men live.

But the Savior, you observe, spoke with His own authority-"Young man, I say unto you, Arise." Neither Elijah nor El-isha couldthus have spoken. But He who spoke thus was very God of very God. Though veiled in human flesh and clothed in lowliness, Hewas that same God who said, "Let there be light" and there was light. If any of us are able by faith to say, "Young man, Arise,"we can only say it in His name-we have no authority but what we derive from Him. Young man, the voice of Jesus can do whatyour mother cannot. How often has her sweet voice wooed you to come to Jesus but wooed in vain? Oh, that the Lord Jesus wouldinwardly speak to you! Oh, that He would say, "Young man, Arise."

I trust that while I am speaking, the Lord is silently speaking in your hearts by His Holy Spirit. I feel sure that it iseven so. If so, within you a gentle movement of the Spirit is inclining you to repent and yield your heart to Jesus. Thisshall be a blessed day to the spiritually dead young man, if now he accepts his Savior, and yields himself up to be renewedby Divine Grace! No, my poor Brother, they shall not bury you! I know you have been very bad and they may well despair ofyou. But while Jesus lives we cannot give you up.

The miracle was worked straightway-for this young man, to the astonishment of all about him, sat up. His was a desperate casebut death was conquered, for he sat up. He had been called back from the innermost dungeon of death, even from the grave'smouth. But he sat up when Jesus called him. It did not take a month, nor a week, nor an hour-no, not even five minutes. Jesussaid, "Young man, Arise. And he that was dead sat up, and began to speak." In an instant the Lord can save a sinner. Beforethe words I speak can have more than entered your ear, the Divine flash which gives you eternal life can have penetrated yourbreast and you shall be a new creature in Jesus Christ, beginning to live in newness of life from this hour-no more to feelspiritually dead-or to return to your old corruption.

New life, new feeling, new love, new hopes, new company shall be yours, because you have passed from death unto life. PrayGod that it may be so, for He will hear us.

IV. Our time has gone and although we have a wide subject we may not linger. I must close by noticing that THIS WILL PRODUCEVERY GREAT RESULTS. To give life to the dead is no little matter.

The great result was manifest, first, in the young man. Would you like to see him as he was? Might I venture to draw backthe sheet from his face? See there what death has done? He was a fine young man. To his mother's eye he was the mirror ofmanhood! What a pallor is on that face! How sunken are the eyes! You are feeling sad. I see you cannot bear the sight. Come,look into this grave where corruption has gone further in its work. Cover him up! We cannot bear to look at the decaying body!But when Jesus Christ has said, "Arise," what a change takes place!

Now you may look at him. His blue eyes have the light of Heaven in them. His lips are coral red with life. His brow is fairand full of thought. Look at his healthy complexion, in which the rose and the lily sweetly contend for mastery! What a freshlook there is about him, as of the dew of the morning! He has been dead but he lives, and no trace of death is on him. Whileyou are looking at him he begins to speak. What music for his mother's ear! What did he say? Why, that I cannot tell you.Speak yourself as a newly-quickened one and then I shall hear what you say.

I know what I said. I think the first word I said when I was quickened was, "Hallelujah." Afterwards, I went home to my motherand told her that the Lord had met with me. No words are given here. It does not quite matter what those words are, for anywords proved him to be alive. If you know the Lord, I believe you will speak of heavenly things. I do not believe that ourLord Jesus has a dumb child in His house-they all speak to Him and most of them speak of Him. The new birth reveals itselfin confession of Christ and praise of Christ. I warrant you that his mother, when she heard him speak, did not criticize whathe said. She did not say, "That sentence is ungrammatical."

She was too glad to hear him speak at all, that she did not examine all the expressions which he used. Newly-saved souls oftentalk in a way which after years and experience will not justify. You often hear it said of a revival meeting that there wasa good deal of excitement and certain young converts talked absurdly. That is very likely-but if genuine grace was in theirsouls and they bore witness to the Lord Jesus, I, for one, would not criticize them very severely. Be glad if you can seeany proof that they are born again and mark well their future lives. To the young man himself a new life had begun-life fromamong the dead.

A new life also had begun in reference to his mother. What a great result for her was the raising of her dead son! Henceforthhe would be doubly dear. Jesus helped him down from the bier and delivered him to his mother. We have not the words He used.But we are sure that He made the presentation most gracefully, giving back the son to the mother as one presents a choicegift. With a majestic delight which always goes with His condescending benevolence, He looked on that happy woman and Hisglance was brighter to her than the light of the morning, as He said to her, "Receive your son."

The thrill of her heart was such as she would never forget. Observe carefully that our Lord, when He puts the new life intoyoung men, does not want to take them away with Him from the home where their first duty lies. Here and there one is calledaway to be an Apostle or a missionary-but usually He wants them to go home to their friends and bless their parents and maketheir families happy and holy. He does not present the young man to the priest but He delivers him to his mother. Do not say,"I am converted and therefore I cannot go to business any more, or try to support my mother by my trade." That would provethat you were not converted at all.

You may go for a missionary in a year or two's time if you are fitted for it. But you must not make a dash at a matter forwhich you are not prepared. For the present, go home to your mother and make your home happy and charm your father's heartand be a blessing to your brothers and sisters and let them rejoice because, "he was dead and is alive again. He was lostand is found."

What was the next result? Well, all the neighbors feared and glorified God. If yonder young man who last night was at themusic-hall and a few nights ago came home very nearly drunk. If that young man is born again, all around him will wonder atit. If that young man who has got himself out of a situation by gambling, or some other wrong-doing, is saved, we shall allfeel that God is very near us. If that young man who has begun to associate with evil women and to fall into other evils,is brought to be pure-minded and gracious, it will strike awe into those round about him. He has led many others astray andif the Lord now leads him back it will make a great hubbub and men will enquire as to the reason of the change and will seethat there is a power in religion alter all.

Conversions are miracles which never cease. These prodigies of power in the moral world are quite as remarkable as prodigiesin the material world. We want conversion, so practical, so real, so Divine-that those who doubt will not be able to doubt-becausethey see in them the hand of God.

Finally, note that it not only surprised the neighbors and impressed them but the rumor of it went everywhere. Who can tell?If a convert is made this morning, the result of that conversion may be felt for thousands of years, if the world stands solong. Yes, it shall be felt when a thousand, thousand years have passed away, even throughout eternity. Tremblingly have Idropped a smooth stone into the lake this morning. It has fallen from a feeble hand and from an earnest heart. Your tearshave shown that the waters are stirred. I perceive the first circlet upon the surface.

Other and wider circles will follow as the sermon is spoken of and read. When you go home and tell what God has done for yoursoul, there will be a wider ring. And if it should happen that the Lord should open the mouth of one of this morning's convertsto preach His Word, then no one can tell how wide the circle will become. Ring upon ring will the Word spread itself,

until the shoreless ocean of eternity shall feel the influence of this morning's Word. No, I am not dreaming. According toour faith so shall it be. Grace this day bestowed by the Lord upon one single soul may affect the whole mass of humanity.

God grant His blessing, even life forevermore. Pray much for a Blessing, my dear Friends, I beseech you, for Jesus Christ'ssake. And pray much for me. Amen.