people. And when He came nigh to the gate of the city, behold! there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow: and much people of the city was with her. And when the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her, and said unto her, 'Weep not.' And He came and touched the bier: and they that bare him, stood still. And He said, 'Young man, I say unto thee, arise.' And he that was dead sat up, and began to speak. And He delivered him to his mother. And there came a fear on all: and they glorified God, saying, a great prophet is risen up among us; and that God hath visited His people."[1] Well might they exclaim, "God hath visited His people." It was, indeed, a Divine visit,—God visiting the world—God appearing to men. When He who is Life itself, approached, the angel of death released his prey, and fled. "O Grave, where is thy victory? Death, where is thy sting?"
Gall up, next; some of the striking instances, mentioned in the Gospel history, of the Divine power manifested by Jesus over the natural elements—the winds and the waves. We read in Mark[2], the following striking narrative. "And the same day, when the evening was come, He saith unto them, 'Let us pass over to the other side.'—And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full. And He was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow: and they awake Him, and say to Him, Master, carest thou not that we perish? And He arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, 'Peace, be still.' And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. And He said to them, 'Why
