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and Joseph with some of his servants behind him. See them standing at the cross and a soldier just goes up and puts a spear into the side of the Son of God, and that prophecy was brought "In that day there shall be a fountain opened in the house of David for sin and for uncleanness." The soldier put it in and His blood covered the spear. Yes, Christ's blood covered sin. Yes, God in mercy covered sin. That act was the crowning act of indignity of earth and hell to drive that spear into the very heart of the God-man; and the crowning act of mercy and love and heaven that blood came out and covered the spear.

And now Joseph and Nicodemus take down that body. You can see them wash the blood from that head, you can see them draw those nails out carefully from His hands-from His feet, and they take that mangled and bruised body down and wash it.

(At this moment the roaring wind, which had been rising all the evening, seemed as though it would break through the roof, to which point nearly everybody's attention was attracted.)

Mr. Moody-My friends, it is only the wind. The devil don't want you to hear this story of Jesus' dying love for you; he don't want you to hear and be saved. But just give attention, and don't let him accomplish his object; let the wind go. If you don't pay attention my sermon goes for nothing. You see them take the body down and wrap it in fine linen; you can see Joseph of Arimathea and Nicodemus another secret disciple, anoint that body with ointment, and then a little funeral procession moving to the tomb of Joseph, hewn out of the rock, and there they lay that body away.

But, thank God, He did not rest very long. I have not time to speak about His resurrection now, but, God willing, I will speak about it before I leave. But let me ask you, are you going out of this Tabernacle saying you don't want Christsaying you would rather be without Him? Are you going out despising His love, His death, His offer of mercy? "Christ died for our sins." Will you have the benefit of His death or send the message back to the God of Heaven that you despise His love, His offer of mercy, that you despise this blessed Redeemer that came down to seek and save that which was lost

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To-day attend His voice,

Nor dare provoke His rod;
Come, like the people of His choice,
And own your gracious God.

Sinners Called to Repentance.

WANT to call your attention to-night to a text which you will find in the fifth chapter of Luke and thirty-second verse. The text is also recorded in Matthew and in Mark, and whenever you find a passage recorded by all three of the evangelists you may know that it is one of those important truths which He wants to impress upon people. "I came not to call the righteous but sinners to repentance." It was when He first came down to Capernaum that He uttered these words. He had been cast out of Nazareth; they didn't want Him; they wouldn't have salvation, and He came down to Capernaum, and there He found Levi sitting at the receipt of customs, and He called him to become one of His disciples. Levi was so full of joy when he found Christ-as all young converts are that he got up a great feast, and he invited all the publicans and sinners to it. I suppose he wanted to get them all converted-that was the reason he prepared a sumptuous feast. It was not to hear Jesus, but just to partake of the feast Levi had prepared for them. And Jesus was there too among these publicans and sinners. The Pharisees were there too, and they began to murmur against His disciples, saying: "Why do these men eat with publicans and sinners ?" and it was on this occasion that Christ uttered this wonderful text: "I came not to call the righteous but the sinners to repentance." That is what He came into this world for; He came into this world just for the very purpose of saving sinners. Now a good many men come to Chicago to do a certain work. Some come to practise law, that's their profession; others come to practise medicine, because that's their business; some are business men and some are mechanics; and when Christ came into this world He came for a purpose; He had a profession, if you will allow me the expression-He came to call sinners to repentance. You know when he was going down to the Samaritan town His disciples went down to see whether they would let Him come there. We find Him on His way from Galilee to Jerusalem. You know there was such a hatred between the Jews and the Samaritans that they would have no dealings with each

other, and He sent His disciples on to see if He would be allowed to enter. The Samaritans would not allow Him there, and His disciples were so incensed that James and John asked Jesus to "command fire to come down from heaven and consume them, even as Elias did." "Why," said the Son of Man, "I didn't come to destroy men's lives, but to save them." That's what He came for. He came to bless men; He came to do men good, and there is not a sinner here to-night who cannot be saved and will be saved to-night if they wish. You may call this world a great hospital, and all the people are born sick. A great many people imagine their souls are never diseased, who think they don't need a physician; but when people wake up to the fact that their souls are diseased, then they find the need of a physician. But there is no need for the physician unless you feel you are sick. You know you could not send a physician to a man who was well. Suppose I go on the West Side and ask a celebrated physician to come over and see Mr. White. Suppose he comes round and finds Mr. White sitting in his drawing-room perfectly well. "Why, how is this? Mr. Moody told me you were sick, and bade me make a professional call." Not only is the physician disgusted, but the patient is too. The world don't send for a physician till sickness comes. When it feels sick then it sends for a doctor, and the doctor comes. And whenever a man feels his need of Christ and calls, that moment he comes and is healed. There is a Physician here to-night for every sinner, I don't care what your sins may be, or how long you have been living in sin; I don't care if your life has been as black as hell, the Great Physician is here. What for? Just to heal every man and woman that wants to be healed.

Now, the great trouble is to make people believe they are sick but the moment you believe that you are, then it is that you are willing to take the remedy. I remember some years ago a patent medicine came out, and the whole of Chicago was placarded about it. I could not turn my head but I saw "Faine's Pain Killer." On the walls, on the curb-stones, everywhere was "pain-killer," ," "pain-killer." I felt disgusted at the sight of these bills constantly telling me about this patent medicine. But one day I had a terrible headache, so bad that I could hardly see, and was walking down the streets and saw the bills again and went and bought some. When I was well I didn't care for it, but when I got sick I found it was the very thing I wanted. If there is one here who feels the need of a Saviour, remember the greater the sin the greater the need of a Saviour. I remember when I was coming back from Europe on the steamer there was

a young officer; I felt greatly drawn out toward him, because I could see he was dying. It didn't seem to him as if he was dying, but you know death is very deceitful. He seemed to be joyous and light-hearted. He would talk about his plans, and take out his guns, and tell how he intended to go hunting when he arrived; but it seemed to me that he would not live to see this country. By and by he was taken down on his bed, and then the truth came to him that death was upon him. He got a friend to write out a telegram, which this friend was to send to his mother when they arrived. It read: "Mother, I am real sick.-Charlie." As soon as the boat touched the shore he was to send it. "But," said some one, "why not tell her in the telegram to come ?" "Ah," he replied, "she will come." He knew whenever she read it and saw that he wanted help she would come. It was the knowledge of his need that would bring her. So Christ is waiting to hear our need, and man's need brings out the help of God. As I said before, the real trouble is that men don't think they need Him. You know that in one place in the fifteenth chapter of Luke-they brought this charge against Him: "This man receiveth sinners, and eateth with them." This charge was brought against Him again and again. I am told by Hebrew scholars that instead of "receiveth" it should be rendered, "He is looking out for them." And that's what He was doing. He was looking out for them. He didn't care how black in sin they might be, He was ready to take them.

Now, a great many say, "I am too great a sinner to be saved." That is like a hungry man saying he is too hungry to eat, or a sick man saying he is too sick to send for a doctor, or a beggar saying, "I am too poor to beg; I'll wait till I get some money first." If a man is hungry and perishing you must relieve him.

Now there is not a sinner in Chicago but has his representative in the Bible. Take, for instance, the publicans. You know the Jews thought this class about the lowest in the world. They put them lower than any other kind of sinner. They placed them along with the sinners-"publicans and sinners." The publicans were the tax collectors, and they defrauded the people at every turn. For instance, a man in South Chicago will pay over, perhaps, a hundred thousand dollars for the privilege of just collecting the taxes, and then he goes to work and screws the people out of a hundred and fifty thousand dollars. He don't care a straw for justice or appearances. He comes into the cottage of the widow and taxes half she has. At every house the tax collector puts the blocks to his victims, and famine often comes in when he goes out. The people detest him; they

hate him with a perfect hatred. They always find him a drag on them, and feel he hasn't a bit of sympathy for them. Their money, they find, is taken without warrant; their homes are broken up, and trouble and starvation come on them. And so the publican was hated wherever he turned. He was the agent of the Roman tyrant, and the people were brought up to shun him. He deserved it all, and even more, by his heartless exactions; and yet Christ forgave even him. And just so rum-sellers can be saved. And another class that Christ had mercy on was the thieves. When on the cross he saved a thief. There may be some thief here to-night. I tell you, my friend, you may be saved if you only will. There may be some one here who is persecuting a good wife, and making her home a perfect hell on earth. But you, too, may be saved, There may be some here persecuting the Church, but there's salvation for you. When Saul was persecuting the Christians from city to city, he was stopped short by the voice of God; he was converted. And those high-headed Pharisees, so well versed in the law of Moses, even they were converted. Joseph of Arimathea was a Pharisee, and so was Nicodemus.

But to-night I want to talk about another class that Jesus dealt with and led to a higher life. I want to talk about fallen women. There are some people who believe that these have fallen so low that Christ will pass them by. But my friends, that thought comes from the Evil One. In all this blessed book there is not one, not a solitary one of this class mentioned that ever came to Him but that He received them. Yes, He even went out of His way and sought her out. Now I want to take three representative cases where these women had to do with Christ. One is the case of an awakened one. The spirit of God has dealt with her anxious, wakened soul. The Lord was one day at Jerusalem and a banquet was given Him by Simeon. There was a banquet table in the house, arranged according to the fashion of that day. Instead of chairs for the guests, as was customary, the guests sat reclining on lounges. Well, it was just one of these repasts that our Lord sat down to, along with the wealthy Simeon and his many guests. But no sooner had He entered than this woman followed Him into the house, and fell down at His feet, and began to wash them with her tears. It was the custom in those days to wash one's feet on entering a house. Sandals were worn and the practice was necessary. Well, this woman had got into the house by some means and once inside had quietly stolen up to the feet of Jesus. And in her hands she brought a box; but her heart too, was just as full of ointment as the box she carried. And there was the sweetest perfume as she stole to His feet. And her tears started to fall

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