That liveth again,
To intercede for me."

All through the hymn she was actually trembling with excitement.
Her whole being was thrilled, her eyes overflowed with tears,
and she could scarcely hold herself up, as verse after verse,
with the swelling chorus, convinced her that they sang the praises
of Him whom she had seen in her dream, who stood between her and
an offended God, and whom, though she knew him not, she loved and
cherished in her inmost soul. Oh, if she could know more about him!

Her wish was to be gratified. As Paul said to the people
of Athens, "Whom therefore ye ignorantly worship, him declare
I unto you," so might the preacher of righteousness have said
to this eager listener. He took for his text these words:
"He was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities;
the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we
are healed." Then followed the whole story of the cross,--the reasons
why it was necessary for Jesus to give his life a ransom for many;
the divine love that prompted the sacrifice; the all-sufficiency
of the atonement; and the completeness of Christ's salvation.
He spoke of Jesus as the one accepted Intercessor, Advocate,
and Surety above, and urged his hearers to yield themselves with faith
and love to this faithful and merciful Saviour.

Tidy sat with her eyes fixed on the speaker, her mouth open
with amazement, and her hands clasped tightly over her heart,
as if to quiet its feverish throbs; and when he had finished, and one
and another in the congregation added an earnest "Amen," "Hallelujah,"
and "Praise the Lord," she could keep still no longer.