Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1886-12-13
of his chariot. And you have got to get

down out Of
THE CHARIOT OF YOUR PRIDE
II you ever become a Christian. You
cannot drive up to the cross with coach.
and-four, and be saved among all the
spangles. You seem to think that the
Lord is going to be compllmented by your
coming, Oh, no! You poor, miserable,
scaly, leprous sinner, get down out OF
that! We all come in the same naughty
way We expect to ride into the
kingdom of God. Never until we get
down on our knees will we find mercy.
The Lord has ENDORSED us, uncharioted
us. Get down out of your pride. Get
down out of your selt-rigbteousness and
your hyper-crltcism. We have all got to
do that. That is the Journey we have
got to make on our knees. 1t is our in
fernal pride that keeps us from getting
rid of the leprosy of sin, Dear Lord,
what have we to be proud of? Proud of
our scalesI Proud of our upcleanlinessP
Proud Of this killing inft clion2 Bring us
down at Thy feet, weeping, praying, peni.
tent, believit G supplicants!
For SINNERS, Lord, Thou earnest to bleed,
AZ q I'm sinner vile indeed;
Lord, believe Thy grace Is free
ON, magnify that grace In me,h
But ne had not only to get down out OF
his chariot. He had TO wash. "Ob, ~
say you, ~ am very careful of my ablu.
lions. Every day | plunge into a bright
and beautiful bath" All, my bearer.
there is food brighter than any other,
1t is the flood that breaks from the gran
lite OF the eternal hills It Is the food of
pardon, and peace, and life, and heaven.
That food started in the tears of Christ
ana the sweat of Gethsamane, ard rolled
on, accommodating food, until all earth and
heaven could battle in it. Zecharlah
called 1t the "fonntain open for s:n and
uncleaness" William Cowper called
| IL the "fountain filled with blood y
Your fathers and mothers washed
all their sins aud sorrows away in
that fountain. Oh, my hearers, do Won
not to-day feel like wadipg into II? Wade
down now into this glorious flood, deeper.
deeper, deeper. Plunge once, twice
thrice, four times, five times, six times,
seven times. 1t will take as much as that
to cure your soul. Oh, wash, wash, wash,
and be clean.
suppose that was great time at
Damascus when Gen. Naaman got back.
Inc chatlotsers did not have to drive
slowly any longer, lest they jolt the in
Valla OUT as the horses dashed through
tne streets OF Damascus, | think the peo-
PIE rushed out to hail back their
chleftain. Mammals wife hardly recog.
nized ner husband; he was SO wonder.
IuIly changed she had to look at him two
or three times before she made out that II
was ner restored husband. Aud the little
captive maid, she rushed out. clappIn0
her hands, and shouting: "Did he cure
your Did he cure your" Then music
WOKE up the palace, and the tapestry of
the windows was drawn away, that the
multitude outside might mipgle with the
prlncely mirth inside, and the feet went
up and down in the dance, and ali The
streets OF Damascus that night echoed and
re'echoed with the news: nNaaman,s
cured! Mammals curedln
But gladder tune than that 1t would
ne IN all this place or wherever this ser.
mon shall be read, il the soul should Get
cured OF It's leprosy. The sWiftest white
morse hltched TO the kings chariot wonld
rush the news into the Eternal CITY. orr
loved ones before the throne wonid wal.
come the glad tldings. Your children on
tarth with more emotion than the little
hebrew captive would notice the chsnge
IN your look, and the chang in yourman.
neri ana would put their arms around
your neck and say; "Mother, guess
you must have become Christian. Faith.
eri ! think You have got rid OF the lepro-
on u.s. 0i'S