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BY REV. DANIEL MARCH, D.D.,


And God said, Let there be light; and there was light. GEN. i. 3

LIGHT is he source of life and energy to
the body, and it is the symbol of truth to the
soul. So far as we know it is the most beauti-
ful and glorious of all the material works of God.
BY REV. DANIEL MARCH, D.D.,


And God said, Let there be light; and there was light. GEN. i. 3

LIGHT is he source of life and energy to
the body, and it is the symbol of truth to the
soul. So far as we know it is the most beauti-
ful and glorious of all the material works of God.

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LIGHT.BY REV. DAIEL MARCH, D.D.,And God said, Let there be light; and there was light. GE. i. 3LIGHT is he source of life and energy tothe body, and it is the symbol of truth to thesoul. So far as we know it is the most beauti-ful and glorious of all the material works of God.The first-born of creation, it is the ethereal body andform of the Omnific word at which it flashed intobeing. It is the chosen medium through which theDivine energy continues to bestow and sustain life.Everything that lives and grows in the whole king-dom of ature derives strength and stimulus from thelight. When we would describe a scene of peculiardesolation and death, we say, There is no light there.Man makes his fellow-man the companion of miseryby surrounding him with prison walls and pitilessdoors, through which its cheering rays can never pass.When the Scriptures would shadow forth the horrorsof a home where despair reigns supreme, they shut outthe light and they bind its wretched inmates underchains of darkness for ever.The enemy of all good, the father of all evil, is fitly137138 LIGHT.called the prince of darkness. The Divine Deliverer,who came down from the throne of heaven to save thelost and to drive the demons of darkness out of the
 
world is, with equal fitness, called the Prince of light.He began his mighty work by opening the eyes of thblind, as he began the days of creation by sendingforth the quickening word, "Let there be light."When he would gather his hosts from afar for theconquest of the world, he lifts up a banner of light.When he would equip his chosen legions for themighty war, he clothes them in armor of light.When he would put into their hands a weapon of ethereal temper for defence in every peril and for thedefeat of every foe, he gives them light for sword andshield and spear.All our ideas of form and color and material beautycome to us through the agency of light. Of all theavenues through which knowledge finds entrance tothe soul, the sense which responds to the touch of light is the most affluent and gorgeous in its ministra-tions. The pupil of the eye is the portal throughwhich light brings in all the riches and glories of theearth and heavens to adorn the inner chamber of thesoul. The mind sits enthroned as a sovereign in itssecret place, and this swift-winged messenger comesflying with intelligence from every point in the wholelandscape and from the far-distant orbs of heaven.The mind has only to lift the curtain of the eye andmillions of bright heralds will rush in to describe theLIGHT. 139form and hue and order of everything in the worldof vision.I climb to the topmost pinnacle of the great cathe-dral at Milan and survey the teeming valley of the Po,with its vast extent of cultured trees and vines inlengthened rows and harvest-fields between. I takein at one glance the whole range of the Alps one
 
hundred and fifty miles east and west blue with theglimmering haze of the dreamy air and white withshining snows. I gaze on the evening clouds swim-ming in a sea of fire around the setting sun. I waitfor the stars to hang out their golden lamps in the in-finite dome of heaven. And all the while the lighthas been sending swift heralds, from near and far, totell me the form and hue and distance of everythingwithin the range of vision. Some of the messengershave brought their tidings in an instant, and somehave been on the way a million years to tell me whereof old the breath of God blew a million suns intoflame and sent them forth to sing and to shine amongthe rival spheres of heaven. And to me, as I standand gaze from the giddy height, it is as if all this vastand varied scene were the creation of the light. Takefrom me the faculty of vision, and in place of all thatwondrous world of beauty a blank and pitiless wall of darkness shuts me in on every side.The mightiest and the most marvelous changes thatever take place in the visible world are due to the swiftand silent agency of light. "When the day breaks in140 LIGHT.the east and the shadows of night melt int ) morn, itseems as if God had said again, as in the first creation," Let there be light." There is no sound of gatheringhosts, no sign of kindling flames, no shaking of thehills to herald the coming change. And yet, if wehad passed from darkness to day, from midnight tomorning, but once in our lives, we should witness thechange with more wonder and we should describe itwith more joy than we feel in reading Moses' accountof the first creation.The gloom and the horror of the night vanish.

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