sin. Root and branch will be burned up. either die to sin or die with sin.

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To-day there are two who are bidding for your soul the Lord Jesus and Satan. Satan knows that he must pay the penalty for every saved soul, and he wants you to bear your own penalty. He bids, but he offers what he can not give. He is a liar, and has been such from the beginning. I pity the man who is living on the promises of the devil, for the devil will never pay what he promises. All we owe him is the hardest fight we can put up against him. Jesus is able to give you all He offers. Which offer will you accept?

We have a real enemy, but he is a conquered foe. His days are numbered. God will erelong have a clean universe. There will be no devil then. Never again will anyone question the law or love of Jehovah. The terrible lesson will have been learned once for all. Let us thank the Life-giver for a place in that good land!

"There Is No Such Thing as Sin"

Y neighbor tells me there is no such thing as sin. He belongs to a very popular sect, too. I have often wondered why they call themselves Christians. Why should you ask me to accept Jesus as my Saviour and become a Christian, if there is no such thing as sin? As I view it, if sin does not exist, there is no need for your gospel, no need for the Christ you preach. Am I not correct?"

You are right in your conclusion if what your neighbor told you is true; but either your neighbor or the Bible is mistaken. And I am certain the fault lies with your neighbor. The Bible deals with sin. To count the many times it speaks of sin, would take you a long while. No man or sect can rightfully lay claim to the name "Christian" yet teach that there is no sin; for to be a Christian is to believe in and to follow the Christ, whose name "Jesus" means, "He shall save His people from their sins." Matthew 1:21.

The fact is, the greatest problem this world faces, either nationally or individually, is the sin problem. Sin is responsible for all the strife, hatred, and war in the world. Sin breaks up homes, disgraces parents, divides friends, and blights everything.

It has been the fashion to sin, ever since sin entered this world; but in our day, people have come to look upon sin as we would look upon an ice cream cone or a cream puff, instead of as a rattlesnake. They think that because it has put out their eyes, it has also blinded God; but erelong many will get their eyes open — too late. Sin has not blinded God. But it has troubled Him. It is the only thing that ever has troubled Him. It is a tyrant in His fair universe. It ought to trouble us a great deal more than it does. This age of ours is worried much over its sorrow, but little over its sin.

A vanishing sense of sin is one of the characteristics of these latter times.

Men may deny many things, but no sane person can deny sin. You say, Some do. I pity them! It is their latest "refuge of lies."

Visit our hospitals, our prisons, and our asylums. In every one of these places, you can see the trail of the serpent. No, you can not deny sin! That sin exists. everywhere is a sad fact.

Let me give you the evolution of a sin, and then illustrate what it does for anyone who cherishes it in his heart. "Sin is a debt, a burden, a thief, a sickness, a leprosy, a plague, a poison, a serpent, a sting. Everything that man hates, sin is. It is the sexton that digs his grave. It is the murderer that destroys his life. It is the fair siren who, seated by the deadly pool, smiles to deceive, sings to lure, kisses to betray, and flings her arm around our neck to leap with us into perdition. Sin startles a man that is the first step. Then it becomes pleasing; then it becomes easy; then delightful; then frequent; then habitual; then confirmed; then the man is impenitent, then obstinate, then resolves never to repent, and then is lost eternally."

Sin is a deception. God told Adam not to eat of the forbidden fruit, but the devil deceived Eve into thinking that it was quite the proper thing for her to do. Here on my veranda is a large spider web. You would hardly recognize the spider in the center. He is all rolled up into a ball, to deceive. But let a fly get into the net, and the spider is very much in evidence. Sin is like that.

A little banyan seed said to a palm tree, "I am weary of being tossed about by the wind; permit me to rest awhile among your leaves." "Oh, yes," replied the palm tree, "stay as long as you like!" It soon forgot that the seed was there. But the seed was not idle. It sent out tiny roots. They crept around the trunk and

under the bark, and reached right down to the heart of the palm. Then the palm tree cried out, "What is this?" "Only the little banyan seed you allowed to rest among your leaves," said the invader. "Leave me now," commanded the palm. "But I can not; we have grown together, and I would kill you should I tear myself away." The palm tree bowed its head and tried to shake off the banyan; but it could not. Little by little, it withered away and died. Only the banyan was left. Sin is like that. Beware lest you finally reach the place where you can not separate from it.

Sin degrades. One night, there came to the Water Street Mission, in New York City, an old man. He had been there three times before, that same night. This time, it was one o'clock. Sam Hadley went down to open the door. The poor old man was a "sight." He was really over six feet tall, but he was so bent by sin and age that he looked like a dwarf. His hair was matted, his beard unkempt, and his coat was fastened. at the top with a nail, which proved he had on nothing underneath. He was hatless, and had pieces of old carpet tied about his feet. As he walked, he leaned upon a mopstick to support himself. So wretched was he that he could scarcely open his eyes. Yet this man

had once been a partner of one of the men who was in Abraham Lincoln's cabinet! Sin was producing its fruit in his life.

As it was the third time, Hadley said, "Colonel, you can't come in." The old man, leaning upon his mopstick, his feet so sore he could hardly walk, moved on and went down under Brooklyn Bridge. Mr. Hadley went up to his bed, but he could not sleep. At three o'clock, he went out into the night after this man. He found him huddled up near one of the piers of the bridge. He half carried him back to the mission, where he bathed him and put him into his own bed to sleep. Mr. Hadley had the joy of seeing this poor wreck con