Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1882-06-26
Him, your companion from Him, your chill
dren from Him, your home from Him-all

"Hearts Of stone, relent, relent,
Touched by Jesus cross subdued;
See His body mangled, rent,
Covered with gore OF blood.
Sinful soul, what hast thou done:
Crucined the Eternal Son."
Jacob with good deal Of tug and push
took the stone from the wells mouth 50
that the flocks might be watered. And
would that this morning my word, bless
ed Of God, might remove the hindrances to
your getting up to the Gospel we'll. Yea,
take il for granted that the work is done,
to water the sheep.
Come all ye Thirsty!
You have an underlined longing in your
not satisfy you. You tried office under
government, that did not satisfy you. You
tried pictures and sculptures, but works of
art did not satisfy you. You are as much
discon tented with this life as the celebrated
French author, who felt that he could not
sny longer endure the misfortunes Of the
world and who said: AT o'clock this
afternoon shall put an end to my own
existence. Meanwhile must toll on up TO
that time for the sustenance OF my family.
And he wrote on his book until the clock
struck 4 when he folded up his manuscript
and by his own hand concluded his earthly
perfectly discontented. Unhappy in the
past, unhappy to-day, to be unhappy for
ever unless you come to this Gospel well.
This satisfies the soul with high, deep,
all-absorbing and eternal satisfaction. IL
comes and Il offers the most unfortunate
man so much Of this world rs Is best for
him and throws all heaven into the bargain.
The We alth Of Crrsus and OF all the Stew
arts and OF all the Barings and Of all the
Rothschild's is only poor miserable shil'
ling compared with the
Eternal Fortunes
that Christ offers you to-day. In the far
East there was king who used once q year
to get on q scales, while on the other side
the scales were placed gold and silver and
gems; indeed, enough were placed there to
balance the king, then at the close OF the
weighing all those treasures were thrown
steps on one side the scales and on the
other side are all the treasures Of the uni
verse and he says: "All are yours; all
height, all depth, all length, all breadth,
all eternity; all are yours" We don't ap-
preciate the promises Of the gospel. When
an aged clergyman was dying-a man very
eminent in the church-a young theological
student stood by his side and the aged man
looked up and said: Cant you give me
some comfort in my dying hour" NO
said the young man., II can't talk TO you
have known il so long" WELL" said the
dying man, lust recite to me some proini-
ses." The young man thought q moment
and he came TO this promise: ''The blood
Of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all sim"
And the old man clapped bis hands and In
his dying moment said: That's just the
promise have been waiting for. The
blood OF Jesus Christ cleanseth from all
SIM" Oh, the warmth, the grandeur, the
msgnifcence OF tae promises!
Come also to this Gospel well
AllYe Troubled.
do not suppose you have escaped. Com.
pare your view OF this life at fifteen years
Of age with what yourrviewoii 1t is now at
forty, or fifty, or seventy. What q great
contrast Of opinion! Were you right then,
cup, the other sour cup; a cup OF JOY and
a cup OF grief. Which has been the nearest
to being full, and out Of which have you
the more frequently partaken? What
different place Greenwood Is from what II
used to be. Once 1t was to you grand
city improvement, and you went out on
the pleasure excursion and you ran laugh
ingly up the mound and you criticized In q
light way the epitaph. But since the day
when you heard the bell toll at the gate a.
YOU went in with the procession, II 10 q sad
place, and there is a food OF rushing MEM
ories that suffuse the eye and overmhster
the heart Oh, you have had trouble,
trouble, trouble. God only knows now
much you have bad IL is wonder you
have been able to live through II. 1t sa
wonder your nervous system has not oeen
shattered and your brain has not reeled.
Trouble, trouble. II could gather all the
griefs of all sorts from this great audience
and could put them in one scroll, neither
Man Nor Angel
could endure the recitation. Well, what
do you WANT Would you like TO have
your property back again? mo" you say.
as Christian man, II was becoming AFRO,
CANT, and think that Is why the Lord
look Il away. ! don't want to have my
property back" Well, would you have
your departed friends back again? mo,
you say, .I couldn't take the responsibility
of bringing them from fearless realm 70 9
realm OF tears. couldn't do it, We'll
| then what do you want? A thousand
voices In the audience cry OUT Comfort
| give us comfort" For that reason / have
rolled away the stone from. the we'll,
mouth. Come, all ye wounded OF the hock
| pursued Of the wolves, come TO the foun
| tain where the Lords sick and bereft one'
have come. =.
"Ah," SAYS some one, "you are not OLE
| enough to understand my sorrows. for
| have not been in the world as long ~
have, and you can't talk TO me about ny
| misfortunes in the time Of old age" Well
have not yet come to grey hairs, put
| have been a great deal among old peop:e
and know how they feel about their fail
| ing health and about, their depsrtc'
friends and about the loneliness that some
times
Strikes Through Their Souls.
After two persons have lived together TO
forty or fifty years and one OF them 10 tsksl
away, what desolation. shall not forge
the cry OF the late Rev. Dr. De witt, Q
New York, when he stood by the open gray
of bis beloved wife, and after the obsequis
had ended. he looked down into the ope
plsce and said: Farewell, my honorec
faithful and beloved wife. The bond tbs
boupd us n severed. Thou art IN glory an
| am here on earsh. We shall meet agaif
FAREWELL" To lean on o prop for NIT
years and then have ii break under you
There we're only two years difference b
tween the de>th of my father and mothe
After my mothers decease my father use
| TO 20 around as though looking Tor som'
thing, and he would often get up from on
room without any seeming reason and
TO another room, and then he would tal
his cane and start out, and some one woul
say: Father. where are you goingF an
he vould answer: 81 don't know exact
where am going" Always lookins .
something. Though be was o tende
hearted man never saw him cry but ono
and that was at the burial OF my moth<
After six:y years living together 1t y
hard to part. And there are ssed peoP
today Who are feeling just such pang
that. want 10 tell them there u
. Perfect EsehAntneat
,, In the promises Of this Gospel; and con
10 them and ] offer them my arm, or a
Il Veil. Sit down, father or mother, ,sit do~l
, zee IL there il anything ut the well Tor 70
Come, David, the Psslmist, have you %
hi ing encouraging TO Offer themf "fe
I'LL vi. the Psalmist, "they shall still bri
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