Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1885-12-18

thy feet, the wounds of thy hand, tn,
wounds of tiny side, and by thine ow,
wounds l ask thee to pity mine" Try M
longer to carry that burden. Oh, abused
soul, go and tell Jesus!
Again commend the behavior Of thes.
disciples to the bereaved. As 1 stand here
Sabbath by Sabbath, and I look off upon
this audience, how many signals of mourn.
ing do l behold! God has his own way OF
breaking up the family. The emigration
from this world to the next is so vast an
enterprise that God only can conduct it
Thai emigration from earth to eter.
nifty keeps three-fourths of the fam.
lilies of the world in desolation. The child
that lay near the mothers heart is taken
to lie i'll the cold and in the darkness. The
laughter freezes to the girls lip and the
rose scatters. The boy comes in from
the harvest fields of Shunam saying:
"My head, my head!" and dies OH
the lap of his mother. Widowhood stands
with tragedy of woe struck into the pallor
of the cheek, and orphanage cries in vain
for father and for mother.
Sometimes when we have sorrow our
friends comes in, and they try to sympa-
thize with us to a certain extent, but they
can not understand it altogether. But.
blessed be God! Christ knows. He has
been all through the trouble and all
round about it. He has counted the
tears, and counted the groans: and
before the tears started and before
the groans began he saw the
hiding-place of the sorrow. Bone of
our bone! Flesh of our flesh! Heart of
our heart! Sorrow of our sorrow! As
long as he remembers Lazarus tomb he
will stand beside US in the cemetery. As
long as he remembers his own heart breaks
he will stand with you in the laceration of
your affections. When he forgets his foot
sore way, and his lonely nights, and his
weary mind, and his exhausted body, and
his awful cross, and his solemn grave, then
will he forget you; but not until then.
Sometimes, when we have tlouble, our
friends are far away from us. We write a
letter, saying, 'Come right away" or we
telegraph to them, saying, sTake the next
train; come immediately" but it may
take hours, it may take days, before
they can reach us in our trouble.
But I have to tell you this morning
OF one who is near to help, ever near,
near before you, behind you, within
~you-nearer han the staff on which YOU
lean, nearer than the cup you press to your
lip, nearer than the handkerchief with
which you wipe away the tears. preach
hinl-an ever-present Jesus. Sometimes,
when we have trouble, our friends come,
and they do all they can for us; but they
can not relieve all the trouble, they can not
disentangle our finances, they can not cure
our sick, they can not raise our dead.
Blessed be God? the one to whom these
disciples went has all power in Heaven and
on earth, and he will, at just the right
time, balk our calamities, and at just the
right time, in the presence of an applaud
ing earth and a resounding heaven,
will raise our dead. O, ! preach
him, an almighty Christ. The Hast
sword will leap from the scabbard Of
o~nnipotence and the last resource of in
finite God be exhausted before God will al
low one of his children to cry for comfort
and not get it. I heard of a child who
went to sea with her father, u sea captain,
and when the first storm came, in the mid
night, the little child awakened and rushed
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father? Where's father" Then they told
her the father was on deck, and that he
was guiding the ship and he was watch
ing the storm, and she said: "Wen, if
fathers on deck, then In go to Sleep" So
she went to sleep.
Oh! we who are tossed in the storms of
this life, l want to tell you the Lord is
guiding the ship: your Father is on deck,
and he will bring you through into
the harbor. OH! we whose cheeks
are wet with the night dew of
the grave: We whose hearts are tried with
a %sirocco, in the name of a religion which
can wipe every tear, and lift every burden,
and deliver every captive and illumine
every darkness, I implore you, go and tell
Jesus. If you will not, if you try and carry
your sins and burden yourself, 1 tell you,
my brother, plainly, your life will be a
failure, your death will be a disaster, and
eternity a calamity; but if you will go to
Christ with all your sins and all YOU sor-
rows to-day, your foot will strike the up
ward path, and the shining messengers
who tell above what is done here will make
the arches OF God esound with the tidings
that you have gone to tell Jesus.
Well, Il look over this audience and I
wonder whether you will carry your own
burdens; whether you are going to be SO
foolhardy as to take the consequences of
your own sin when there is a balm, a
balsam, for all wounds and pardon for all
transgressions. Soon you will be gone,
and gone forever. You remember how
Xerxes felt when he looked at his army
100000 men-perhaps the greatest army
ever marshaled. XerXes rode along that
army and reviewed it. Two million men!
And after he had reviewed the troops he
came to Il hill, and he looked off upon the
great host, and he burst into tears. One of
his staff officers expressed surprise hat at
a time when he ought to DE full of ex-
~ultation and triumph he should weep.
ooh" he said, ~ weep because SO soon all
this host will be gone" And this morning
I look Off upon this audience, and l realize
that soon you will all be gone-gone from
the Church, gon from the home circle,
gone from business circles and gone for
ever. Whittier: Whittier?
IT'S not for man to trife;
Life:is brief and sin is here;
Our age is but Il falling leaf.
A dropping tear.
Not many lives but only one have
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