The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1886-09-23

H
her of that Christ who clothed the naked,
and fed the hungry, and healed the sick.
( My mind leaps forward thirty years from
now, and find myself in an African jun
! gle; and there is missionary of the cross
| addressing the natives, and their dusky
| countenances are irradiated with the
| glad tdings Of great joy and salvation.
| Who is he2 Did you not hear his voice
this morning in the first song Of the serv-
| ice2
NY mind leaps forward thirty years
from now, and 1 find myself looking
through the wickets of prison l see the
face SCARED with every crime. His chin
on his open palm, his elbow on his knee
picture Of despair. As l open the wick
ct he starts and hear his chain clank.
The jail keeper tells me that he has been
| In there now three times-first for theft,
! then for arson, now for murder. He steps
apon the trap door, the rope is fastened
to his neck, the plank falls, his body
swings into the air, his soul swings of
into eternity. Who is he, and where is
he? This afternoon playing kite on the
city commons. Mother, you are this
| h1OIulub lOlNJlIb q Ill OhO VI AOA b4hb
chain: you are kindling a star or digging
a dungeon.
| a. | learn one more lesson from this Ori-
entail scene, and that is, that every Wild
erness has well in it. Hagar and Ish'
moe gave up to die. Hagar's heart sank
within her as she heard her child crying:
"Waterl Water! WaterW
"Ah," she says, ''my darling, there is
no water. This is a DESERT"
And then Coils angel said from the
cloud: "What aileth thee, Hagar"
And she looked up and saw him point
ing to a well Of water, where she filled the
bottle for the lad. Blessed be God, that
| thereis in every wilderness a well, if you
only know how to find it-fountains for
all these thirsty souls this morning. On
that last day, on that great day of the
| feast. Jesus stood and cried:
Ho, every man that thirsteth, come We to
| the waters.
All, here is man who says:
u have been looking for that fountain a
| great while, but can't find it,"
| And here is some one else who says:
81 believe all you say, but have been
trudging along in the wilderness and can't
find the fountain"
Do you know the reasonp I will tell
you. You never looked in the right direc-
tion.
"Oh," you say, 81 have looked every
where have looked north, south, east
and west, and haven't found the fount-
| ain"
Why, you are not looking in the right
direction at all. Look up where Hager
looked. She never would have found the
| fountain at all, but when she heard the
voice of the angel she looked up, and saw
the finger pointing to the supply. And,
| o, soul, if o-day with one earnest, intense
prayery ou would only look up to Christ, He
would point you down to the supply in the
wilderness.
Look unto Me all ye ends Of the EARTH and
be ye saved; for am God, and there is none
| else.
Look look as Hager lookedi
Yes, there is well for every desert of be-
| reavement. Looking over the audience
this morning, notice an unusual number
of signs of mourning and woe. Have you
found consolation? o man bereft, o
woman bereft, have you found consola-
tion? Hearse after hearse. We step from
one grave hillock to another grave hillock.
We follow corpses, ourselves soon to be
like them. The world is in mourning for
| its dead. Every heart has become
| the sepulcher Of some buried joy.
Tut sing ye to God; every wilderness has
| a well in it; and 1 come to that well to-
7 10 Il ota hot
well. If you have lived in the country
you have sometimes taken hold of the rope
of the old well-sweep, and you know how
the bucket came up, dripping with bright,
cool water. And l lay hold Of the rope Of
Gods mercy this morning, and begin to
draw on that gospel well-sweep, and l see
the buckets coming up.
Thirsty soull Here is one bucket Of lifei
Come and drink Of it,
Whosoever will, let him come and take of
the water of life freely.
Ipull away again at the rope, and an
other bucket comes up. tits this promise:
Weeping may endure for night, but joy
cometh in the morning.
1 lay hold of the rope again, and pull
away with all my strength, and the bucket
comes up, bright, and beautiful, and cool
Here is the promise:
Come unto me all ye who are weary and
heavy laden, and will give you rest.
The old astrologers used to cheat the
people with the idea that they could tell
from the position of the stars what would
occur in the future, nd IL cluster of
stars stood In one relation, that would be
prophecy of good. What superstitionl
But here is new astrology in which 1
put my faith. By looking up to the star
of Jacob, the morning star Of the Re-
deemer, can make this prophecy in re-
gard to those who put their trust in God:
"All things work together for good TO
those who love God" Do you love him?
Have you seen the NyctanthesP 1t is a
beautiful flower, but it gives very
little fragrance until after sunset.
Then it pours its richness on the air. And
this grace Of the gospel that commend
to you this morning, while it may be very
sweet during the day Of prosperity, ii
pours forth its richest aroma after sum
down. And it will be sundown with you
and me after awhile. When you come to
go out of this world, will it be a desert
march, or w i'll it be drinking at foun-
tain7
A Christian Hindoo was dying, and his
heathen comrades came around him and
tried to comfort him by reading some Of
the pages of their theology; but he waved
his hand as much as to say:
~ don't mt to hear it
Then they called in heather priest, and
he said:
"If you will only recite the Numtra IL
will deliver you from hell" He waved his
hand, as much as to say:
81 don't want to hear that"
Then they said; "Call on Juggernaut.n