Lynchburg daily Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1852-1861, 1855-11-08
VOL. 4.--N0. 81.
DAILY VIRGINIAN.
The Man that Played on Harp with Thous
and 6trings N
The speriis NV Just Men made Perfeck.


The sperits just Men made Perfeck
Tho following sermon, a Western Exchange
l,ays, was delivered at Brandon, Mississippi, bya
evercnd captain of a Mississippi hatboat.
Il may say to you. my breetherng, that ain
not an edecated man, an, am not one o them as
believes that edecation is necessary fur gospel
minister fur | believe the Lord edecates his
preachers Jest NJ he wants 'em to be edecated
md, although say IL that oughtn't to cay IT, yet
N the state of Indianny, whar live, thars no
nan gifts bigger congregation nor what
gifts.
Thar may be some here to-day, my breether-
ng AZ don't know what persuasion am Nv
Well, may say TO you, my breetherng, that I'm
n Hardshell Baptist. Thar's some folks as don't
Ike the lIardshell Baptists, but I'd ruther be a
hard shell as no shell at all. You see me here to-
llny. my breetherpg drest up in fine close; you
lnout think was proud, but am not proud, my
ireethering, an although I've been preacher Nv
tho Gospel for twenty years. and although I'm
onptng NV of that natboat that lies at yure Ian
ding, I'm not proud, my breethering.
I'm not gwinc ter tell you edzdckly whar
my tex may be found; suffice It tn say, tsin the
leds of the Bible, and you'll find 1t somewhar
tween the first chapter of the book OF Genera
tions aud the last chapter ofthe book OF Kevolu-
tions, and Of you'll go and sarch the Scriptures
as | have sarched the Scriptures you'll not only
find my tox thar, but great many uther feres as
will do you good to read, an my tex; when you
shll find it, you shl find it TO read thus:
And he played on harp Nv thousand strings
-sperits of Just made porfeck."
"My tex, breethering, leads to speak Nv sperits
in tho world-in the fust place, thar's the sperifs
some folks call ghosts; then thurs the sperts NV
tuipen time, and then thars tho spirits as sum
folks call liquor. and l'vc got as good artkel OF
them kind NV sperits on my flatboat rs ever was
fotched down the Mississippi river, but thar's
grcnt many other kind OF sperits, for the tex st2
ale played on harp of n thou sand strings
sperits of just men made perfeck.'
.'But I'll tell you the kind NV sperits as is ment
in tho tex; it's fire. That is the kind of sperits
as is mcnt in the tex, my breetherlng. Now
there's great many kinds OF iire IN the world
In the fusi place;he the common sort NV fire,
you lite segar or pipe with. then thar's cam-6re
fire before you're reddy and fall back, and many
other kinds NV fire, for tho tex seq He played
| on n harp nv thou sand strings-sperits NV Just
men made perfeck.'
"But III tell you the kind Of fire as is ment in,
tho tex, my brecthring hell fire! an that's
| the kind NV fire as grent many of you'll come To
| cf you don't do better what you have bin do
in'-for "IIo played on harp NV a thou sand
srings-sperits of Just men made perfeck.'
"Now, the different sorts NV fire in the world
may be likened unto the different pursuasions in
the world. In the first place we have tho Plsoa-
palions, and they nre high salin' and high falu-
! tim set and they may be likened unto turkey
|
and up till he looks no bigger than your finger
mill and the first thing you know, he Gums down
and down. and is fn himself on the karkiss Of
n dead horse, by the side NV the rond--and HE
payed'on n harp of thousand strings-sperits
of just men made perfeck. 138
| "And then thar's the Methods, and they may
be likened unto tho squirrel, running up into q
iree, for the Methods believes in gwne on from
one degree grace to another, and finally ON TO
porfeok shun, and the squirrel goes up and up,
ard he Jumps from linn to linn, and branch to
branch, and tho first thing you know no falls and
down he comes kerhummux and thats like the
Methods for they is alters falln from grace,a !!
And-'IIe played on harp ofa thou and strings
-sperts of Just men made perfeck.'
'And then, my breeihering, ,thar's tho Baptist,
and they have been ikened unto possum on II
simon tree, and the thunders may roll and tho
earth may quake, but that possum clings there
still, all And you may shake one foot loose,
and the others thar and you may shake all feet
loose, and he laps his tail around the linn, and he
clings furever, for-'He played on u harp of a
tAc. thon,'""d "a s'r'"sS-'p'r''sn'' men made per-
Here the reporter could no'longer contain him
self, and his notes became entirely unintegbe.