no; when they shall have passed, eternity shall have scarcely begun. The mind loses itself and stands astonished on the verge of that illimitable space, and the heart stands still in an ecstasy of terror when we reflect on the unspeakable despair this thought must bring to the lost soul. If God were for once to relent and allow Lazarus to place one drop of water every million years on Dives' tongue, the time would come when every lake, sea and ocean would be exhausted in that work of mercy, and still eternity had scarcely begun. Were Dives then every million years to miserably shed one tear over his loss, time would be when every lake, sea and ocean would be restored, and yet eternity and still an eternity beyond. Forever, never; never, forever.
Brethren, there is a hell, an eternal hell, a hell of inconceivable torments, prepared for the devil and his angels. How far away from, or how near to, the edge of that abyss stand we to-night? Heaven is never sure until you are safely there, but not so hell. Be assured that if to-night you find yourself in mortal sin; if you are doing the devil's work by sowing the devil's seed in your own or your neighbor's soul; if you are habitually inclined to disregard not only God's love but His fear as well, — be assured, I say, there is a place in hell for you, and the chances are you will one day occupy it. But no; oh, I beg you to turn to God while you may. Fear Him, the avenger; love Him for having spared you so often; persevere in His service for very gratitude, and let God do the rest. It will be of you He will
