Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1884-02-16

| That human eyes in pity shed;
! In every word Of love we hear,
He lives again He is not dead.
! - Mrs. c. Jennie Swain
Learn as if you were to live forever live
as if you were to die to.morrOT.-T Ansalus
| de insults.
If any one say that he has seen just
man in want of bread, answer that it was
in some place where there was no other
just man.-[St. Clement.
Bind together your spare hours by the
cord of some definite purpose, and you
know not how much you may accomplish.
Gather up the fragments of your time that
nothing may be lost.-[Wil!iam NJ. Taylor.
Faithful prayer always implies correla-
| tive exertion; and no man can ask honestly
and hopefully to be delivered from tempta-
ton unless he has himself honestly and
firmly determined to do the best he can to
keep out OF it.-[John Ruskin.
The temptation to step aside "iustonce"
from the straight and narrow way comes
not infrequently. If the devil can but
gain our consent to one departure, he
knows that succeeding steps in the wrong
direction will easily folJow.-TJ johnson.
The heroic soul does not sell its Justice
and its nobleness. 1t does not ask to dine
nicely, and TO sleep warm. The essence of
greatness is the perception that virtue is
| enough. Poverty is its ornament. 1t does
not need plenty, and can very well abide
its loss, Emerson.
Faith is the champion of grace, and love
is the nurse but humility is the beauty of
grace. " Be clothed with humility" The
Greek word imports that humility is the
ribbon or string that ties together all those
precious pearls, the best of the graces. If
the string breaks they are all scattered.
Every year carries away something be-
| loved and precious in a soft and visionary
| twilight. 1t is the nature of bells to bring
out this tons of mournfulness. Every
chime has its connecting toll. Every week
( locks the gate OF its predecessor, and keeps
! the key. Thus it becomes a monument
| which the old sexton Time watches over.
! Beautiful is it, indeed, when studded over,
| the rich Jewels of wise hours and holy
! minutes most magnificent of sepulchres
The dust of our own creations, cur hopes,
thoughts, virtues and sins is to us the cost
liest deposit in the burial ground of the
worli.-[R, A. Wilmot
| This passage, Come unto me-" is in
some sense q prelude. 1t is call, an in
vitation with promise, and it is one of
| the most wonderful voices that was ever
| heard on the earth-one of the sublimest.
! II it was the voice OF God-one of the
most impudent if it was not. But, at any
rate, there is an infinite pathos in it. 1t
| is a call, not TO the strong and to the rich,
! and to the wise and truth finding and Low.
ing-it is call to the wrecked, men Of
| burdens, of sorrows, of disappoiltments,
of mistlkes it is a call, purporting to be
the call from the divine nature to al that
in man which has failed in the experiment
Of life. "Come, aud ye shall have rest for
your souls. II W. Bsecher.
There are seasons when the soul seems
to recognize the presence of and to hold
| communion with the departed. They are
like angelic visitsnts. We meet them in
our holy walks, in our deep and solemn
meditations, and in our closest COM
munions. We meet them when the
lengthening shadows hallow the even.
tide. Mysterious and solemn is their
communion. We meet them when
sorrows encompass US round about,
and halowed is the influence their pres
ence imparts. Who shall say that at such
times there is not real communion be.
tween the living and the dead? Who
shall say that there is not then real
presence of the dead with the living p
Bishop B. W. Clark.
At recent communion service in Mr..
Beecher's church, that divine extended the
| following invitation owe are in simple
wise, by these symbols, TO consecrate our
selves again in love and fidelity to the
service of the Lord Jesus Christ. Who
may come Whoever heeds Christ-the
proud, the selfish, the indulgens-p provided
you are sick and tired of it. Whoever is
sick, and needs physician, you have
right to come. If you mes / merely to
salve over your fear, and go on again sin.
ners as before, do not invite you. But |
invite sinners here, church members or
net, that can be helped by this ordinance
that represents Christ's suffering for you
invite all such, without regard to demon.
nation or relations. This is Christ's table,
it does not belong to the church. Who
ever is Christ's, and who needs him, is in
vited. :"
There is a great deal of good in the
world. But there would be even more if
that which ia there were recognized, ap.
precated and used more. And this is es-
pecially true of individuals. 1t is very
seldom that mans character will be bet
tered by our continually picking ont its
flaws and faults and throwing them at him.
Usually it only serves to harden him and
confirm him in his evil. But look for the
good in him. no matter how little it be
and how hard to find. Show him that it
is recognized, and that it in so far gains
him respect and it will soon reach out,
spread, and perhaps eventually encompass
the whole character. 1t is in this sense,
too, that we are to overcome evil with
good :" by discovering the grain of good
that is in man, cultivating, airing, de-
veloping it, until it gradually crowds
out the evil by the vigor of its own
growth Planting and watering is al
ways more profitable than mere wedding.
MorsviaD.
Did you ever have period in your life
when you felt as if no enc wanted you l
had that experience for about two days,
and it nearly broke my heart. 1 wanted
to die. 1t was a terrible thought that no
one wanted me. l was a stranger, in q
strange city, looking for work. l went
answer, "No, sir :" "No, sir" No one
wanted me, 1t seems as if the Son of
God must have had something of that feel
ing down here no one wanted him. The
world did not want him ; it took him and
put him to death. II he should come into
this audience and go from seat to seat,
would you say, "No, Jesus, | do not
want you go thy way this time :" or would
you open your heart and let him in !?
In one place it speaks OF his locks wet with
the dews of the night. On, may God help
every unsaved soul here to receive the Son
of God. He has gone up on high to make
room there for us. We are told in one
place that he looked toward heaven and
sighed. He saw sickness and disease and
death all around him, and no one wanted
him, so he looked toward home.-[ Moody.