The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1888-03-16

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Rev. T. Dewitt Talmags, IN Q recent
sermon ct the Brooklyn Tabernacle, took
~ his subject "A Song CONCERNING Ny
Beloved, !" his tsxt being:
Now will sing 70 my wel1-beloved song Of
my boloved.-(lsaiah, 81
DR.. Talmage said:
Tho most fascinating thsme Tor heart
properly attuned 70 the Saviour. Tiers 10
something in the morning light to sug'
gest Him, and something In the evening
shadow to speak His praise. The flower
brea thes Him, the star shines Him, the
cascade proclaims Him. al the voices OF
nature chant Him. Whatever 10 grand,
listen to Il, viii speak His praise. When
flower think Of Him who is ''the rose Of
I see in the fields lamb say:
Behold the Lamb Of God. that taketh away
the sin OF the world.
When, in very hot weather, come
under . projecting cliff say:
Rock of ages, cleft for me.
Let me hide myself in thee.
Over the old. fashioned pulpit there was
o sounding. board. The voice OF the min.
lister rose to the sounding. board, and then
was struck back again upon the ears Of
voices OF earth, rising up, find the heavens
q sounding.board which strikes back to
the ear of all the nations the praises Of
ssk ta1l fnrvy nd
the earth shows His handiwork. The
demption. Upon q blasted and faded
paradise it poured the light Of . glorious
restoration. It looked upon Abraham
from the ram caught in the thicket. 1t
spoke in the bleating Of the herds driven
down to Jerusalm for sacrifice. 1t put
infinite pathos into the speech Of uncouth
Heaven, and broke upon the ear Of st.
John with the braEen trumpets and the
doxology OF the elders, and the rushing
wings Of the seraphim.
Instead of waiting until you get sick
and worn out before you speak the praise
OF Christ, while your heart Is happiest,
and your step is lightest, and your fort
unes smile, and your pathway blossoms,
you their benedictions, speak the praises
of Jesus.
The old Greek orators, when they saw
their audiences inattentive and slumber =.
Ing. had one word with which they would
rouse them up to the greatest enthusiasm.
In the midst Of their GRAFTON they would
stop and cry out ''Marathon!" and the
peoples enthusiasm woul Id he unbOunded.
My hearers, though you may not have
been borne down with sin, and though
trouble and trials and temptation may
have come upon you, and you feel hardly
like looking up, methinks there is ono
grand, royal, imperial word that ought
to rouse your soul to infinite rejoicing,
and that word is "Jesusw
Taking the suggestion Of the text, I
shall speak to you of Christ, our song. l
remark, In the first place, that Christ
ought to be the cradle song. What our
mothers sang to Us when they put US to
sleep is singing yet. We may have for.
gotten the words, but they went into the
fber'of our soul, and will forever be q
part Of IT. It 10 not so much what you
formally teach your children as what you
sing to them. A hymn has wings and
can fly every whittier. One hundred and
fifty years after you arc dead. and 'Old
Mortality" has worn out his chisel In re.
cutting your name on tho tombstone,
your great. grandchildren will be singing
the song which this afternoon you sing to
your little ones gathered about your knee.
There is q place in Switzerland where il
you distinctly utter your voice there come
back ten or fifteen distinct echoes, and
svery Christian song sung by mother in
L. L.. H. HI - A.
sand echoes coming back from all the
gates Of Heaven. Oh, IL mothers only knew
the power Of this sacred spell, how much
oftener the little ones would bs gathered,
and all our homes would chime with the
songs of Jesus!
We want some counteracting influsnce
upon our children. The very moment
your child steps into tho street he steps
into the path Of temptation. There are
foul. mouthed children who would like to
besoil your little ones. It will not do to
keep your little boys and girls in the
house and make them house plants; they
must have fresh air and recreation. God
save your children from the scathing,
Blasting, damnlng influence of the
streets! l know of no counteracting in.
duence Tut the power OF Christian cult
ure and example. Hold before your lit.
tie ones the pure life OF Jesus; let that
name be the word that shall exercise evil
from their hearts, Give to your instruc.
ton oil the fascination OF music, morning,
noon and night; let it bs Jesus, the cra-
die song. This is important il your chill
iren grow up, but perhaps they may not.
Their pathway may bs short. Jesus may
be wanting that child. Then there will
L.
and the youthful pulse will begin to
autter, and little hands will be
lifted for help. You can not help.
And q great agony will pinch at
your heart, and the cradle will be empty,
and the world will be empty. and your
soul will be empty. No little feet stand.
ing on the stairs. No toys scattered on
the carpet. No quick following from room
to room. No strange and wondering
questions. No upturned face, with laug h.
ing blue eyes, come for kiss; but only
grave, and a wreath OF white blossoms
On the top OF it, and bitter desoIatiOn, and
\ signing at nightfall with no one'to put
TO bed, and . wet pillow, and q gra We,
and a wreath Of white blossoms on the
top OF it. The Heavenly Shepherd will
take that lamb safely anyhow, whether
you have been faithful or unfaithfu !: but
would it not have been pleasanter il you
could have heard from those lips the
praises of Christ? never read any thing
more beautiful than this about child's
departure. Ths account said: " She folded
her hands, kissed her mother goodbye,
sang her hymn, turned her face to the
wall, said her little prayer, and then
died"
Oh, if could gather mp in one para
graph the last words of the little ones
who have gone out from these Christian
circles and could picture the calm looks.