Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-11-30

in from the harvest-felds Of Shunam say
ing: my head, my head" and dies on
the lap OF his mother. Widowhood stands
with tragedy of woe struck into the pallor
OF the cheek, and orphanage cries IN vain
Tor rather ana for mother.
Sometimes when we have sorrow our
friends come in, and they try TO sympa-
thize with us to a certain extent but they
cannot understand all the grief; they do
as well as they can, but they cannot un-
derstand it altogether. But, blessed be
God! Christ knows. He has been all
through the trouble, and all around about
1t. lie 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 liberation 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 n0tuntil then.
sometimes, when we have trouble our
friends are far away from us. We write
a letter saying; ''C0me right away or
we telegraph to them saying: "rak the
next train; come immediately" but it
may take hours, IL may take days, before
they reach us In our trouble. But have
to tell you this morning OF one who Is near
to help, ever near, near before you, behind
you, within you, nearer than the staff on
which you lean, nearer than the cup you
press to your lip, nearer than the hand
kerchief with which you wipe away the
tears. / preach Him an ever present
Jesus. Sometimes when we have trouble,
our friends come, and they do all they can
for us; but they cannot relieve all the
trouble, they cannot disentangle our
finances, they cannot cure our SICK, they
cannot raise our dead.
Blessed be Godl 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 resOundIng heaven, will
raise our dead. o, | preach him, an
almighty Christi The last sword will leap
from the scabbard Of OmnipOtence, and
the last resource Of infinite God be ex-
hausted, before God will allow one Of his
children to cry for comfort and not get it.
/ heard of child who went TO sea with
her father, sea captain, and when the
first storm came in the midnight, the little
child awakened and rushed out In great
fright, and cried: "Where's fatheri
Where's fatherY Then they told her the
father was on deck, and that he was guild
ing the ship, and he was watching the
storm; and she said: "Well, IL fathers
on deck, then I'll go TO sleep" SO she
went to sleep.
o, We who are tossed in the storms Of
| this life, | want to tell YOU the Lord is
| guiding the ship. Your Father is on deck,
and He will bring you through into the
! harbor. o, We whose cheeks are wet with
| the night dew OF the grave, We whose
hearts are tried with a sirOeco, in the
name OF a religion which can wipe every
tear, and lift every burden, and deliver
every captive, and illumine every dark
ness, implOre you 90 and tell Jesus. IL
| you will not, II you try TO carry your sins
! and your burden yourself, | tell you, my
brother, plainly, your life will be a fall
ure, your death will be disaster, and eter-
nifty calamity; but il you will go TO
| Christ with all your sins aud all your 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 resOund with the
tidings that you have gone TO tell Jesus.
Well, | look over this audience and /
wonder whether you VIII 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 transgresslOns. Soon you viii be gone,
and gone forever. You remember how
Xerxes felt when he looked at his army
100000 men-perhaps the greatest army
ever marshalled. Xerxes rode along That
army and reviewed IL. Two million mem
And after he had reviewed the troops he
came to hill and he looked
OFF upon the great host, and he
burst into tears. One OF his
staff officers expressed surprise that
at time when he ought to be full OF ex-
utation and triumph he should weep, and
asked him why be wept. SON. he said.
| 81 weep because 80 soon all this host will
be gone.' Aud this morning / look of
upon this audience and | realize that
soon you will all be gOne-gone from the
church. gone from the home circle, gone
! from business circles, and gone forever.
Whittier? whittier?
"'Tis not for man 10 tri6e;
Life Is brief and sin Is here; ~
Our age is but falling leaf,
dropping tear
Not many lives. but only one have We
One. only one.
How sacred should that one life be,
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