road in the moral universe of God. Hell is at oneend and heaven at the other end. Turn your back onone, and you are moving toward the other.Let us come to this text and think a moment. Herewe are in the road to-night, and it is the only road inthe universe. If I am turned by this text I am right."If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to for-give us our sins." In other words, if I repent of mysins, he is faithful and just to forgive. ow, we saythat repentance is to start a man on his way to God.This is just what the alphabet is to the man of letters.When I was a little boy at my mother's knee, learningthe alphabet, I repeated the letters from A to Z, andthen backward, and by sample lots, and my motherfinally said: "You know your letters, my son; nowyou can begin to spell." I said: "I have had a toughtime with these A B C's, but mother says I am readyto spell." I thought that would be harder, but justas my eye fell on that page I found it was coveredwith A B C's. When I got over to "baker" I found 1could not even spell "baker" without the alphabet.When I got over to "publication," I said, "Surely I amalmost ready for my diploma;" but I could not spell"publication" without my A B C's. When mothersaid, "Get your First Header," I said, "Good-by, A BC's — now I am done with you forever;" but I foundthat from the first page to the very last they were allcovered with A B C's. The eye could not read a linewithout them. The teacher said, "Tell your motherto get you a grammar." I found the grammar cov-ered from the first page to the last with the alphabet When my teacher said, " Tell your mother to gelyou an arithmetic," thinks I, "Arithmetic is the sciencf 171 Sermons and Sayings.