The Young Pilgrim: A Tale Illustrative of "The Pilgrim's Progress" — John Shaqi
The Young Pilgrim: A Tale Illustrative of "The Pilgrim's Progress"A. L. O. E.
Religion
The Young Pilgrim: A Tale Illustrative of "The Pilgrim's Progress"
A. L. O. E.
Children's stories; Christian life -- Juvenile fiction
Then the minister proceeded to tell how, at God’s command, Moses raised
on high a serpent made of brass, and whoever had faith to look on that
serpent, recovered from his wound, and was healed. He described the
trembling mothers of Israel lifting their children on high to look on the
type of salvation; and the dying fixing upon it their dim, failing eyes,
and finding life returning as they gazed!
“And has no such remedy been found for man, sinking under the punishment
of sin? Thanks to redeeming love, that remedy has been found; for as
Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so hath the Son of Man
been lifted up, that whoso believeth in him should not perish, but have
everlasting life! Behold the Saviour uplifted on the cross, His brow
crowned with thorns, blood flowing from His side, and the wounds in His
pierced hands and feet! Why did He endure the torment and the shame, rude
blows from the hands that His own power had formed—fierce taunts from the
lips to which He had given breath. It was that He might redeem us from
sin and from death—it was that the blessed Jesus might have power to say,
_Look unto Me and be ye saved, all ends of the earth_.
“We were sentenced to misery, sentenced to death; the justice of God
had pronounced the fearful words—_The soul that sinneth it shall die!_
One came forward who knew no sin, to bear the punishment due unto sin;
our sentence is blotted out by His blood; the sword of justice has been
sheathed in His breast; and now there is no condemnation to them that are
in Christ Jesus; their ransom is paid, their transgressions are forgiven
for the sake of Him who loved and gave Himself for them. Oh, come to the
Saviour, ye weary and heavy laden—come to the Saviour, ye burdened with
sin, dread no longer the wrath of an offended God; _look to Him and be ye
saved, all ye ends of the earth_!”
Mark had entered that church thoughtful and anxious, he left it with a
heart overflowing with joy. It was as though sudden light had flashed
upon darkness; he felt as the cripple must have felt when given sudden
strength, he sprang from the dust, and went walking, and leaping, and
praising God. “No condemnation!” he kept repeating to himself, “no
condemnation to the penitent sinner! All washed away—all sin blotted out
for ever by the blood of the crucified Lord! Oh, now can I understand
that blessed verse in Isaiah, ‘_Though your sins be as scarlet, they
shall be white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as
wool._’ ‘_Praise the Lord, O my soul! and all that is within me, praise
His holy name!_’”
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