Christ is the chariot in which souls are drawn to Heaven. The people of the Lord are on their way to Heaven; they are carried in everlasting arms; and those arms are the arms of Christ. Christ is carrying them up to his own house, to his own throne; by-and-by his prayer, "Father, I will that they whom

you have given me be with me where I am," shall be wholly fulfilled. The cross is the great covenant transport which will weather out the storms, and reach its desired Heaven. This is the chariot, the pillars with which are of gold; it is lined with the purple of the atonement of our Lord Jesus Christ.

When our glorious Lord entered into our souls, wearing his vesture dipped in blood, pardoning and blessing us in the plenitude of his grace, then the bells of our heart rang merry peals; the streamers of our joy floated in the fragrant air; the streets

of our soul were strewn with roses of delight; the fountains of our love ran with red wine, and our soul was as full of bliss as a heart could be this side of Heaven; for salvation had come to our house, and mercy's King had deigned to visit us.