Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1881-04-11
There is nothing that We so much need
10 get rid OF as sin. II is horrible black
monster. Itpolluted Eden. 1t killed
Christ. 1t has blasted the world.
."Rspentr the voice celestial cries;
No longer dare delay,
The wretch that scorns the mandate dies
And meets q fiery day.

IheY SDlt on nun. lucy uOuhuOu h.,"
as though he were a wild beast. His
healing of the sick, his sight giving to
the blind, his mercy to the Outcast ST.
fenced not the revenge Of the world.
His PRAYERS and benedictions were lost
in that whirlwind OF execration. Away
with him! Away with him! On, IL
WAS not merely the two pieces OF wood
that he carried. 1t was the transgres-
sions of the race, the anguish OF the
ages, the wrath of God, the sorrows oil
hell, the stupendous interests OF an un-
ending eternity. No wonder his back
bent. No wonder the blood started
from every pore mo wonder that he
bent down under every torture that
made the sun faint and the everlasting
hills tremble and the dead rush up In
their winding sheets as he cried: I'll II
be possible let this cup pass from me.
But the cup did not pass. None to COM
fort! There he hangs. What has that
hand, done that it should be thus
crushed in the palm? 1t mas been heal
ing the lame and wiping away tears.
What has that foot been doing that 1t
should be lacerated? Ii has been going
about doing good. OF what has the vic
tim been guilty? Guilty Of saving a
world. Tell me, ye heavens and earth,
was there ever such another criminal?
Was there ever such crime2 On that
hill of carnage, that sunless day, amid
those bowling rioters, may not your
sins and mine have perished? be-
lieve it. Oh, the ransom has been paid.
The door OF our escape has been swung
open. Those arms OF Jesus were
stretched out 50 wide that when he
brought them together again they might
embrace the world. Oh, that l might
out of the blossoms OF the spring or the
flaming foliage of the autumn make one
wreath for my Lord"
Again, in order to have a light heart,
il
Must be 9 Forgiving Heart
An old writer SAYS: ITO render good
ior evil is God.like; good for good IS
man. like; evil for good, devil-like."
Which OF these natures have wei Christ
will have nothing to do with Us as long
as we keep any old grudge. We have
all been cheated and lied about. There
are people who dislike US so much that
il We should come down To poverty and
disgrace they would say: Good for
him; didn't | tell you so?" They never
have understood US and never will.
They do not want to understand us.
Unsanctife In nan nature says: "Wa I
tlll YOU get a good crack ut him, and
when at last you find him i'll tight
place, give it to him. Flay hun alive.
No quarter. Leave not a rag OF reputa-
ton lett. Jump on him with both feet.
Paw him in his own coin. Sarcasm for
sarcasm, sco-n for scorn, abuse for
abuse" But, my friends, that is not
the right kind Of heart. No man
ever did so mean a thing towards us
as We have done towards God. And
il we cannot forgive others, how
can we expect God 10 forgive us? Thous-
ands of men have been kept out OF heav-
en- by an uniorgying heart. Here rs
some one who SAYS: II will forgive that
man the wrong he did me about that
house and lot. | will forgive that man
who oyerreached me in bargain. |
will forgive that man who sold me
sholdy oyercoat forgive them-all
but one. That man j 1cannot forgive.
The villain can hardly keep my
hands of OF him II my going to heav-
en- depends upon my forglving him then
/ shall stay out. II man lie to me
once am not called To trust him again.
Ii a man betray me once, am not called
To put confidence in him again. But
could not dare TO 90 to sleep at night ii l
could not offer a sincere PRAYER for the
temporal and everlasting welfare OF all
men, whatever meannesseS and outrage
they have inflicted upon me. IL you
want to get your heart right strike a
match and
Burn up sll Your Old Grudges
and blow the ashes away. IL you for
give not man their tresp asses. neither
will YOUR Heavenly Father forgive you
YOUR trespasses. An old Christian black
woman was going along the streets Of
New York with basket OF apples that
she had for sale. A rough sailor ran
against her and upset the basket and
stood back expecting 10 hear h,I scold
irightiully but she stopped down and
picked up the apples aud said: God
forgive YOU, my son, rs l do.
The sailor saw the meanness oil what he
hal done, and felt in his pocket for his
money, and insisted that she should
take it all. Though she was black, he
called her mother and said Forgive
me. | will never 90 anything so mean
again All, there is power In for
giving spirit TO overcome all hardness.
There is no way OF eonquerlng men like
that OF beStowing upon them your par
don, whether they will accept it or not.
Again, right heart is
An Expectsat Heart.
Il is poor business to be building
cls,ies in the air. Enjoy what you
have now Don't spoil your comfort
in the small house, because you expect
a larger one. Don't fret aboat your in
cOne when il il two or three dollars per
day, because You expect TO
have after while ten dollars
per day or $4,000 year be-
cause YOU expect II to be so. 90 year.
But about heavenly things the more We
think the better. Those castles are not
in the air, out on the hills and we have
deed of them in our possession. l
like TO see man all full OF heaven. He
talks he,vln, lie sings heav n, he
prays heaven. He dreams heaven.
Some OF Us in our sleep have had the
good place open to US. We saw the
pinnacles in the sky. We heard the
click OF the hoots OF the white hors, on
which victOrs rode and the clapping of
the cymbals of eternal triumph. And
while in our sleep We were glad that all
OF our sorrows were over, and burdens
done with, the throne OF God grew
whiter-whiter and whittier, till We open
ed our eyes and saw that il was only the
sun Of the earthly morning shining on
our pillow. To have a right heart you
need to be filled with this expectancy.
Ii would make your prvstions and an.
noyances more bearable.
God grant that the light OF that
blessed world may shine upon us in
our last moment. The toughest time
We had in crossing the ocean was at the
mouth OF Liverpool harbor. Wearrived
at nightfall, and were obliged to lie there
till the morning. waiting for the rising
OF the tide, before we could 90 up to the
city. How the vessel pitched and
wrlthed IN the water. So sometimes
The Last Hour Of the Christian il Ter
rihla