NATIONAL PREACHER AND VILLAGE PULPIT. Original Monthly. FROM LIVING MINISTERS OF THE UNITED STATES. ..९ VOL. VII. NEW SERIES-ENLARGED. CONDUCTED BY REV. W. H. BIDWELL. New-York: CONDUCTED AND PUBLISHED BY W. H. BIDWELL, 5 BEEKMAN ST. LONDON: TRUBNER & Co., 60 Paternoster Row. LIVERPOOL. E. HOWELL, No. 6 Church Street. EDINBURGH: OGLE & MURRAY, 49 South Bridge Street. GLASGOW : OGLE & SON, 1 Royal Exchange. 1864. INDEX TO VOL. VII-NEW SERIES, 1864. :0:- BERMON I.-The Final Conflict, II-Decay of Family Power, IV. The Evils of War and our duty to V.-Darius and Daniel; or the Necessity VI.-The Childlike Spirit, of VIII.-Christian Perfection, Spirit of God, the Sovereign XIII. The Pleasure of God, XV.-God's Presence in the Universe XVI.-The Duty of American Christians XVII.-More Blessed to give than to XVIII.-Funeral Discourse of Rev. Da- niel Waldo, XIX.-The Anger of Jesus, XXII.-The Christian Grace of Kind- XXIII.-Why should the Believer in XXIX.-Moral Analogies of Central XXX.-The Better Hope, The battle of that great day of God Almighty."Rev. 16: 14. WE open the book of God's written revelation to-day, to the stirring of these martial words, to this majestic imagery of war. It is no collision of outposts of which we thus read, no trifling skirmish upon which we come, but the final conflict where host meets host in the grapple that shall never be parted till one of them bites the dust, and God himself in his omnipotence takes the field. We open too to-day the book of God's revealing providence, amid the same imagery of embattled forces, imagery not ideal and rhetorical, but sternly and grimly visible and real. The New Year gives us its salutation on these American shores not by the ringing of joy-bells through all the peaceful villages, and above the hazy and quiet air of great cities, but by salvos of artillery from a hundred waiting batteries, behind which lie armed squadrons eager for the trumpet's blast and the leader's word. The noon of the nineteenth cen tury, this latest century of light and Christian progress, is past, and yet the voices we are listening to, upon the birthday of another year are not the voices of a great human chorus giving back an echo to the angelic, "Glory to God in the highest, on earth PEACE, good-will unto men," but voices chanting usch psalms as this: |