Then I saw Jesus lay off His priestly attire and clothe Himself with His most kingly robes....Surrounded by the angelic host, He left heaven. The plagues were falling upon the inhabitants of the earth. Some were denouncing God and cursing Him. Others rushed to the people of God and BEGGED TO BE TAUGHT how they might escape His judgments. BUT THE SAINTS HAD NOTHING FOR THEM. The last tear for sinners had been shed, THE LAST AGONIZING PRAYER OFFERED, the last burden borne, THE LAST WARNING GIVEN. THE SWEET VOICE OF MERCY WAS NO MORE TO INVITE THEM. When the saints, and all heaven, were interested for their salvation, THEY HAD NOT INTEREST FOR THEMSELVES. Life and death had been set before them. Many desired life, BUT MADE NO EFFORT TO OBTAIN IT. They did not choose life, and now THERE WAS NO ATONING BLOOD TO CLEANSE THE GUILTY, NO COMPASSIONATE SAVIOUR TO PLEAD FOR THEM AND CRY, SPARE, SPARE THE SINNER A LITTLE LONGER. All heaven had united with Jesus, as they heard the fearful words, IT IS DONE. IT IS FINISHED. The plan of salvation had been accomplished, BUT FEW HAD CHOSEN TO ACCEPT IT. And as mercys sweet voice died away, FEAR and HORROR SEIZED THE WICKED. With terrible distinctness they heard the words, TOO LATE ! TOO LATE ! ( The Story of Redemption, p.404 )
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