Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1885-09-19
SUNDAY EASY CHAIR.
q NOWHERE TO LAY MS HEAD"

- VIM lIdilt MS gentle IIOuFnS
! Whose hand essayed to weave
For his meek brow the cruel crown OF thorn.
o, why should have peace?
Why, but for the unchanged, undying love
! Which would not, could not cease,
! Until It made me heir of joy above.
! Yes. but for pardoning grace,
! feel never should in glory see
The brightness of His face,
! That once was pale and agonized for me.
J Let the birds seek their nest,
! Foxes their holes ard man his peaceful bed;
Come. Savior, in my breast
Delgn to repose thine oit-rejected head.
/ On earth thou lowest best
! To dwell in humble souls that mourn for sin:
/ y. come and take thy rest,
This broken, bleeding. contrite heart within
/ = John 5. B. Monsell, 1887.
It's bat short journey across the 18TH
mus OF Now.-LBoyee.
Honor can be at stake only where Justice
and beneyolence are at stake.-[Charles
I Sumner
| He who can suppress moments anger
may prevent day Of sorrOw.-LNew York
! Observer.
! Make thought appear absurd, and you
! have gone long way towards cOnquering
it.-[Spurgeon.
| a holy act strengthens the inward holt
ness. 1t is a seed of life growing into more
| life Robertson.
The faithful heart confidently carries It's
| sorrows TO God ard casts the burden on
Him, saying, z" 1t shall be we'll"
In the mystery of Gods dealings with us
our richest JOYS not infrequently become
the occasion Of our heaviest sorrows.
/ The anatomy of former mercies puts an
argument in the mouth of PRAYER, glass
to the eye of faith, and harp in the hands
of thankfu!ness.-LLee, Seventeenth Cen
/ fury.
God is the light, itself unseen. which
makes everything visible and clothes them
in colors. The eye does not perceive the
ray, but the heart feels the warmth Jean
Paul.
If there is right thing to be done, and
we seem TO pass through a wrong thing on
Our way to IT, depend upon it there's an
other way to it, and better one, and il is
our own fault, and not Gods, that we do
not find it Edward Garrett.
1 feel convinced that every man has
given him of God much more than he has
any idea Of, aud that he can help on the
worlds work more than he knows of.
What We want is the single eye that will
see what oar work is, the humility to &c
cept It, however lOwly, the faith to do it for
God, the perseverance to go on till death
Norman Macleod.
The religion OF some people is con-
strain ed; they are like people who use the
cold bath, not for pleasure, but necessity
and their health; they 90 in with reluc-
lance, and are glad when they get out but
religion to a true believer is like water to a
fish; it is his element; seemingly his native
element; he lives i'll it, and he could not
live out ofit.-[Rev. John Newton.
God grant that as our horizon OF duty is
wldened, our minds may widen with it;
that as our burden is increased, our shout
ders may be strengthened to bear it. God
grant to us that spirit OF wisdom and under
s.andinz, uprightness and gody fear, With
out which, even IN greatest things, there is
NJ thing; with which, even in the smallest
things, there is everything Dean Stan
ley.
Rut if there las been on this earth no
real, perfect human life, no love that never
cooled, no faith that never failed. which
may shine rs )adstar across the darkness
OF our experience, a light 10 light amidst all
| convictions of our own meanness. and all
suspicious Of others littleness, why, we
may have a religion. but we have not a
Christianity. For if we lose him as a
brother, we cannot feel him as q Savior
IF. W. Robertson.
There is no condition of the saints so low,
no pit so deep, wherein they can be caught
but that n humble supplication can reach
the throne. y David buried quick in a
cave, a Daniel in the lions den, find that
PRAYER can win its way up 10 God and find
audience. For the high and lofty one
who hath heaven for his throne, and the
earth for his footstool-hath am eve to
them also who are Of q poor and contrite
spirit, and, therefore, no desperate case OF
the people Of God renders prayer useless
George Hutchinson.
Christ is the center of true ethics. After
eighteen centuries Of criticism the ethics
of Jesus Christ stand out to-day as
the standard for TESTING every ethical theory
that man has brought forward Il is a great
thought that all the religions of the world
are coming so close together as 10 stare each
other in the face. That which can do the
most for man viii, like Moses rod. swallow
up all the others. Which will it be? Let
eighteen centuries tell. How shall we de,
fend our religion? We viii stake all on
the personal Christ. the nsoluble problem
for all critics, and say to skcptics, " Ex-
plain away this Jesus if you can. whose
words holds rs together with the grip OF
omnipotence "-[Examiner.
The catecMsm gives as noble an answer
as ever was imagined, that the chief end OF
man is to glorifv God, and enjoy him for
ever. is that, and has it been. the purpose
of your life? And when YOU look hon.
esty at yourself, are you seeking that end
in your industries in your studies. in all
The social relations of your life? After all,
is it the bottom Of all your motives in life,
that you may glOrify God and enjoy him
forever? What you would wish, if YOU
were lying to-day upon u bed of sickness
and OF death, would be undoubtedly that
you might have this witness of your soul
" have endcavored in all pleasure and in
all occupation 50 to live rs to glorify God
before whom soon now | must appear. -
III. W. Beecher.
The character and conquest of the irwin
chile champion are ever the same. A Lace
dGmoHIan died while writing with bis own
blood on a rock, Sparta has conquered -
But, Q, there is an illustration higher and
better than any derived from mere earthly
annals. Jesus yelled lis glory in the skies.
shTolded divinity i'll mortality, and with
godhead andrhumanity Coalesced in his
person. entered the lists with more than
mortal strife against the powers Of hell.
He drank the bitter cup with sublimer res
iEnation thai the sages of earth ever X e-y;
Uontendad VIGOROUSLY where finite cham
piCns must inevitably have been destroyed;
A'lt' iIAf Lti- 0tib4i lAhti, tl'7Sti W iIlE MS
foes by his death; pessevered on our be
half III all tl.e fearful descent from the all-
gust throne q the Eternal 10 the stony floor
Of the cold and gloomy sepulchcr; that
hopes sweet fountain might gush mp for
mau6iui ia t.oIgotha, and salvation plant
LeT banner With immortal triumph at the
portal q the conquered tomb.-[G. l.. Ma
COON.
IN HIS NAME.
In 1861 some wounded soldiers Law in a
larmhou in the Shenandoah valley. Mrs.
b, the Inuther Of one % them, the wife
e . Beighboring planter, reda ten miles
every day TO re her boy, bringing with her
such little cout6rts Us she could obtain.
Her house was burned, the plantation was
in ruins, r&ppied down by the army.
One day she carried - lin, 6 pipkil cf
beaf tea. Erery drop was pfacious Tor it
was Ni,h great difficulty, and AT u high
prize, that she had obtained the beef from
which 1t was made
As Size sat watching her boy sip the
ls-eaming, sayory broth, her eye caught tie
elger, hunsry eye of II man o. the next
cot She .HrH1d away with quic}s. savage
pleasure in his want. He was aukee,
Perhaps one Of lie very hand VINO had
burned her home. She was bitter seces-
siouis:. But she was also a ncbic-hcar1ed
woman. ana 4 servant OF Christ Her eVe