desires； capacities； affections； you walkso far as mere sight helps youamong graves and decay； with nothing more enduring； nothing better； than three…score years and ten； the clods of the valley； the crumbling bone； and the dissolving dust！ Because God and immortality are mysterious； incomprehensible； reject them； and walk only by sight？ The humblest outpouring of human affection rebukes thy skepticism； the most narrow degree of human intellect prophesies beyond all this； the darkest heart； with that spark of eternal life； the yearning that moves beneath all its sensualities； and speaks for better； for more enduring things；that rebukes thee； and in man's moral nature； in his heart and his mind； there is that which only can be satisfied； only can be explained by God and immortality。 They alone； then； are rational； they alone have comprehensive vision； who walk by faith； and not by sight。
Mystery and faith； then； let what we have said concerning these be not alone for the skeptic； but for the Christian who has faith but cannot fully justify and confirm it； or who feels it faltering under some heavy burden； or who is overwhelmed by the magnitude of the truths to which it attaches； or who wishes； with a kind of half…doubt； that these things might be seen and felt。 They are great； they are incomprehensibly great； but are they therefore untrue？ Does not your heart of hearts tell you they are true？ Does not that Revelation of Christ steal into your soul and feed it； satisfy it； as nothing else can； with a warm； benignant power； that makes you know its truth？
Mysteries are all about us； but faith sees light beyond and around them all。 Have you recently laid down the dead in their place of rest？ Cold and crushing； then； is that feeling of vacancy； that dreary sense of loss； that rushes upon you； as you look through the desolate chambers without；through the desolate chambers of the heart within。 But will not He who calls out from the very dust where yon sleepers lie the flowers of summer； and who； in the snows that enwrap their bed； cherishes the germs of the glorious springtime； will not He who works out this beautiful mystery in nature bring life back from the tomb； and light out of darkness？ It is truly a great mystery； but everything within us responds to it as reasonable； and though it demands our faith； who； who； in this limited and changing world； can walk by sight alone？
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