Young reader, love often to gaze on the walls of this City of Refuge. The sacred writer, in giving the list of these six cities, seems to have kept it to the last because it is a happy word, and speaks of the happy prospects of all those that love the Lord Jesus. Believe me, there is no true _joy_ but in God. The joy of the wicked is like that of a noisy stream--noisy because it is shallow. The joy, on the other hand, which Jesus gives, is like a great river,--deep, calm, ever-flowing, overflowing;--not full in winter and dry in summer, but full, and clear, and refreshing all the year long. It may be always truly said of Jesus, the great Gospel Refuge, and of those who have fled to Him, what was said of old about Samaria, "There was great JOY in that CITY."[54] It was the object of all that Christ did and said on earth to give you this joy. "_These things have I spoken unto you_," says He, "_that my_ JOY _might remain in you, and that your_ JOY _might be full_."[55] Love Him now, and serve Him now and follow Him now, that you may come at last to the true Golan, in His glorious presence above, and "REJOICE _evermore_!" "Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. "Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, Unworthy though I be, For me a blood-bought, free reward, A golden harp for me! "'Tis strung, and tuned, for endless years, And form'd, by power divine, To sound in God the Father's ears No other NAME but Thine!" III. THE GOSPEL REFUGE. "We have a strong consolation who have fled for Refuge."--HEB. vi. 18. III. And now, my young friends, we have finished the survey of our picture-gallery. We have wandered among these six cities in the old land of promise. I shall repeat their names once more, that you may remember them. KEDESH, _Holiness._ SHECHEM, _Shoulder._ HEBRON, _Fellowship._ BEZER, _Stronghold._ RAMOTH, _Exaltation._ GOLAN, _Joy._ What a complete Saviour! In Him "all fullness dwells." In the case of some of these Hebrew cities, "not one stone has been left upon another that has not been thrown down." Owls are screaming amid their ruins, and jackals prowling for their prey. But not so with HIM of whom they were types. _Jesus_ ever lives! He never changes. Time and decay cannot crumble the walls of the Gospel Refuge. He is "the same yesterday, and to-day, and for ever."[56] I want, in this last chapter, to say one or two additional things to you about the Cities of Refuge. Let me ask you to give me your earnest attention. The _first_ thing I wish you to remember is, _that all the preciousness of that_ NAME _of Jesus, and all the security of the Gospel_ REFUGE, _is derived from the merits of His death for you upon the cross_.