The Ground-Swell of Fear and Remorse
Why does the skeptic ever insist on talking about a religion which he says is a fable? Why does the stock-broker ever and unceasingly talk up a bad lot left on his hands? Why did the foes of our Master refuse to be satisfied, until not only the victim of their hate was crucified and buried, but a seal must be placed on his grave, and a guard patrol the tomb night after night? They could not hush those mutterings of fear and remorse. There may be but a breath of wind, yet there comes to the silent ship resting on the silent ocean a ground-swell that ever rocks it, but not to repose. Thus men try to seal down their sins and lock the sepulchre that they cannot further disturb their peace, but all in vain.—Presbyterian.