Christmas Evans, the Preacher of Wild Wales: His country, his times, and his contemporariesHood, Edwin Paxton
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Christmas Evans, the Preacher of Wild Wales: His country, his times, and his contemporaries
Hood, Edwin Paxton
Evans, Christmas, 1766-1838
“At the close of the four thousandth year, when Daniel’s seventy
weeks were accomplished, Justice and Mercy appeared on the hill of
Calvary; angels and archangels, cherubim and seraphim, principalities
and powers, left their thrones and mansions of glory, and bent over
the battlements of heaven, gazing in mute amazement and breathless
suspense upon the solemn scene. At the foot of Calvary’s hill was
beheld the Son of God. ‘Lo, I come,’ He said; ‘in the bond it is
written of me.’ He appeared without the gates of Jerusalem, crowned
with thorns, and followed by the weeping Church. It was with Him the
hour and the power of darkness; above Him were all the vials of
Divine wrath, and the thunders of the eternal Law; round Him were all
the powers of darkness,—the monsters of the pit, huge, fierce and
relentless, were there; the lions as a great army, gnashing their
teeth ready to tear him in pieces; the unicorns, a countless host,
were rushing onwards to thrust him through; and there were the bulls
of Bashan roaring terribly; the dragons of the pit unfolding
themselves, and shooting out their stings; and dogs, many, all round
the mountain.
“And He passed through this dense array, an unresisting victim led as
a lamb to the slaughter. He took the bond from the hand of Justice,
and, as He was nailed to the cross, He nailed it to the cross; and
all the hosts of hell, though invisible to man, had formed a ring
around it. The rocks rent, the sun shrank from the scene, as Justice
lifted his right hand to the throne, exclaiming, ‘Fires of heaven,
descend and consume this sacrifice!’ The fires of heaven, animated
with living spirit, answered the call, ‘We come! we come! and, when
we have consumed that victim, we will burn the world.’ They burst,
blazed, devoured; the blood of the victim was fast dropping; the
hosts of hell were shouting, until the humanity of Emmanuel gave up
the ghost. The fire went on burning until the ninth hour of the day,
but when it touched the Deity of the Son of God it expired; Justice
dropped the fiery sword at the foot of the cross; and the Law joined
with the prophets in witnessing to the righteousness which is by
faith in the Son of God, for all had heard the dying Redeemer
exclaim, ‘It is finished!’ The weeping Church heard it, and lifting
up her head cried too, ‘It is finished!’ Attending angels hovering
near heard it, and, winging their flight, they sang, ‘It is
finished!’ The powers of darkness heard the acclamations of the
universe, and hurried away from the scene in death-like feebleness.
He triumphed over them openly. The graves of the old Burial-ground
have been thrown open, and gales of life have blown over the valley
of dry bones, and an exceeding great army has already been sealed to
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