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TE HOA MAORI.

E taku hoa e korero ana nei i tenei korero

kia mahara koe ki enei mea nui; ehara

enei i te hanga noa. E ora ana koe inaianei-

i tenei wa tonu e tutata nei-engari ra, me

pewhea koe apopo, ka ora ranei koe apopo

kua riro atu ranei koe ki tera wa te wa

mutunga kore ? Ehara tenei i te mea nui,

he mea ngarahu mo kia rapu, ai koe he nohonga

mo mo tera wa, te wa mutunga fore ?

E rere ana nga kaipuke e rua i tetahi

rangi kino rangi kohu ka tutaki raua kua

pukaru tetahi i te ihu o tera ka ngaro iho

tetahi ki roto i te wai. A i tera kaipuke

pukaru e hou ana ki roto i te wai ka tu te

rangatira ka karanga atu "Ko HEA KOE ?"

E te kai korero e haere ana koe, engari

"Ehaere ana koe ko hea ?" Me he poto rawa

te wa, he kohu o tatou oranga, ano ra e

rite ana ki te tarutaru nga kinokino katoa,

te kororia katoa ano hoki o te tangata,

Ehara i te mea nui whakaharahara kia

marama ai koe ki to nohonga amuri atu ?

E haere atu ana koe ki tetahi takiwa-taiwa

mutunga kore! E rua nga nohonga ki reira,

he tawha nui rawa atu i waenganui. E

kore rawa e taea te tangata o tetahi nohonga

ki te whakawhiti atu ki to tera. I tetahi

taha o taua tawha ko te Rangi, i tetahi taha

o taua tawha ko te Reinga-te Koto Ahi-"

Ko HEA KOE?"

Tera, e rua nga huarahi ki taua takiwa

mutunga kore. Kua huaina tetahi " Te

Ara nui. " Ano tona puakanga "he

puakanga wharahi. " Ko tera atu huarahi,

"E kiki ana. " Ano tona puakanga, "He

puakanga e kiki ana. " A, he takomaha

nga tangata e tomo ana ki roto i te pua-

kanga wharahi kua ki hoki te ara nui i te

tangata. Engari ra, e ai ta te Tama o te

Atua, " E ruarua te hunga e kitea ai" te

puakanga e kiki ana. —Korerotia Matiu 7,

13-14.

Tetahi o aua huarahi e rua e haere, haere.

haere iho ano tae noa ki te whakangaro-

manga; ko tera atu huarahi e piki ake ana

ki te kororia. Ko te mutunga o aua huarahi

e rua ano, ko te takiwa mutungakore.

Engari ra, ehara i te hanga te nohonga o

tetahi i tetahi; ko tetahi "kua whaka-

marietia, " ko tetahi, "kua whakama-

maetia. "(Korerotia Ruka 16, 19. 31. )

" Where shall I spend Eternity ?"

Two steamers were going in different

directions on the river Thames, at the time

of a dense fog, and as the knife-like bow of

one of the steamers came plunging into the

sides of the other, the captain of the doomed

ship cried out, " Where are you going?"

Reader, you are going somewhere; but

" Where are you going ?" If time is so short,

your life a vapour, your days a shadow, and

all flesh as grass, and the glory of man as

the flower of grass, is it not of the utmost

importance that you should know where you

are going ? You are going on to a grand

terminus—Eternity. But there are two

parts in that Eternity—a deep impassable

gulf divides the two, and no means of access

from one to the other exist. Heaven is on

one side, and hell on the other. " Where are

you going ?"

Two roads lead to this grand terminus.

One is called the "broad road, " with its

" wide gate, "; the other the " narrow way, "

with its " strait gate. " Many go in at the

wide gate, and multitudes throng the broad

road; while says the Son of God, speaking of

the "strait gate, " "few there be that find

it. " Read Matt. vii. 13, 14.

One road goes down, down, down to des-

truction; the other, up to life and glory.

Eternity is the terminus, it receives all; but

how vastly different are the estates of the

two classes, —the one " comforted, " and the

other "tormented. " Read Luke xvi 19, 31.

My reader, " Where are you going'?"

Eternity is an overwhelming thought, —

eternal glory or eternal woe! The length,

to use a word that can only apply to Time,

how blessed on the one hand, but how fear-

fully solemn on the other; It often rises

before the mind in all its immensity.

Supposing we could divide the ocean into

drops, and count a hundred years for every

drop; and take the sand upon the ocean's

shores, and count a thousand years for every

grain: and every ray of light, and count a

million years for every ray; and all the

minute particles of air in infinite space, and

count a billion years for every particle, —

then, when these years have run their course

and come to an end, it would be, as it were,

but the morning of eternity.