The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1879-04-17


through heat and through cold, seeking
for it with tears in His eyes, and BLOOD
on His brow, and scouTges on His back
and 4 world of agony In His heart,
know it is because he wants to find you
Oh, He has prepared a glorious heaven
for you 1t is all ready Not merely q
throne, but steps by which to mount II
Not only harp, but a song to play on 1t
Not only banner procession, but a vic
tory which tits to celebrate. God wantt
no vacant chairs at that banquet. lie
does not want those who stand around
Him in glory to wonder why you have
not been solicited. He does not want
the Book of Life to thunder shut vii
your name is in it. What do breathe
It is the fragrance of Him whose gar:
ments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and
cassia, out of the ivory places What
do | hear2 1t is the footstep Of Him
who comes with worn sandals in the
Journey from Bethlehem to Nazareth,
aud from Nazareth to Jerusalem, and
from Jerusalem to Golgotha, and from
Golgotha to glory, and from glory here
seeking that which is lBt Oh, jostle
Him not from thy doorstep. Do not
drive this Christ away, as though he was
an unworthy beggar soliciting aims,
Hear His voice trust His sacrifices; re-
spond to His love; take His heaven,
Do you not know, 0, man, D, woman,
that you are the lost one spoken OF in
nv text "The Son of Man is come to
seek and to save that which was lost"
You may hide away from Him but
there are some things which will find
you whether Christ by His grace finds
you or rot. Trouble will find you death
will find you the judgment will find
you eternity will find you. Soon you
will be gone from all these scenes, and il
thousand men should come out with
lanterns and torches and st. Bernard
dogs used to hunting up missing trav.
elers, and search for your soul, you could
not be found by them. The grave will
have your body your heirs will have
,our estate eternity will have your
soul. In fash of a second your last
opportunity for heaven may 60 out.
Postpone this question of the soul and
you are postponing getting into the last
life-boat that shall put out from the
wreck for the beach ere the hull lerch
over and go down. God forbid that any
of you should at the last have the dis
may of the Scotch woman of whom |
was reading. One night she could not
sleep because of her souls wandering
from Christ. She got up and wrote in
her diary: "One year from now l will
attend to the matters of my soul" She
retired, but could not sleep; So she
arose again and wrote better promise
in her diary; Zone month from now |
will attend to the matters of my soul"
She retired again, but found no sleep,
and arose again and wrote: "Next
week will attend to the matters of my
SOUL" Then she slept soundly. The
next day she went into scenes Of gayety,
The following day she was sick, and the
middle of the week she died. DeIirium
lifted from her mind just long enough for
her to say; ;"I am week too late. | am
lost !" Oh TO be a year too late, or a
month too late, or day too late, or a
minute too late, or a second too late, is
to be forever too late. May God AL
mighty by His grace keep us from the
wild and awful crushing catastrophe of a
ruined soul!