The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1888-03-29

book with him thou dissipations
shake the book, rem lf1g that s.he
that converteth SIM frpm fhe error of
his ways shall save f39QuI From death
and hide multitude g 4lna
Now, have shown 61 tl6ae obstacles
because want you to know
all the difficulties in my; but am
now to tell you how Dn5hal may scale
the Alps, and how tl e6afkles may be
unriveted, and how 4 na1r of virtue.
forsaken, may be req Ert6f all,
my brother, throw yo1 pelf 81 God. Go
to him frankly, and xnoy, and tell
him these habits you xr md ask him
if there is any help in resources of
omnipotent love, to gl&t6 to you. Do
not go with long n ia people call
prayer, made up OF md ssahs,"
and ''forever and for3 I'M afnensy' Go
to Col and cry for help alng help! and,
if yea cannot CRY 1 help, lust
look and live. <member, in
the late war, was at n Setam, and
went into the hospital &xfsx the battle
AMI said to a man ]: ere are you
hart?' He made no S16Eez hut held up
his arm, swollen and pGntered. I saw
where he was hurt. 16d Eaple fact is,
when man has woi1n Ned soul, all he
has to do is to hold it before SYM
pathetic Lord and get 5bealed. 1t does
not take any long prs Just hold up
the wound. Oh, no small thing
when a man .zfServol9 ana weak ard ]
exhausted, coming from his. evil ways, to
feel that God puts two omnipotent arms
| around him, and says: "Young man, /
will stand by you. The mountains may
depart and the hills be removed, but I
will never fail you.'' And then as the
soul thinks the news is too good to be
true. and cannot believe it, and looks up
in Gods face; God lifts his right hand
and takes an oath, an affidavit, saying:
LAS live, saith the Lord God, have no
| pleasure in the death of him that dieth."
| Blessed be God for such gospel as this.
'.Cnt the slices thin, said the wife to
| the husband, sser there will not be
enough to go all around for the children;
| cut TIE slices thin" Blessed be God
there is a full loaf for every one that
| wants it! Bread enough and to spare.
| No sin slices at the Lords table. l re-
member when the Master Street hos
| pital. in Philadelphia, was opened
| during the war, a telegram came, saying:
| ''There will be three hundred wounded
men tonight; be ready to take care
| of the,n;" and from my church there
went in some twenty or thirty men and
women to look after these poor wounded
fellows. AS they came, some from one
part Of the land, some from another, no
one asked whether this man was from
Oregon, or from Massachusetts,, or from
Mime. ota, or from New York. There
was a wounded soldier, and the only
| question was how to take off the rags the
most gently and put on the bandage, and
administer the cordial. And when a
soul comes to God, he does not ask where
you cane from or what your ancestry
was. Healing for all your wounds. Par
don for ail your guilt. Comfort for all
your troubles.
| Then, also, counsel you, If you want
to get back, to quit all your bad associ-
atioiIs. One unholy intimacy will fill
your sot.l with moral distemper. In all
the ages of the church there has not been
an instance where a man kept one evil
associate and was reformed. Go home
today, open your desk, take out letter
paper, stamp and envelope, and then
write letter something like this;
My Old Companions-f start this day
for heaven. Until I am persuaded you
| will join me in this, farewell -
Then sign your name, and send the
letter by the first post. Give up your
bed companions or give up heaven. 1t is
not ten bad companions that destroy
man, nor five bad companions, nor three
bad companions, nor two bad companions,
but one. What chance is there for that
young man saw along the street, four
Or Give young men with him, halting in
froi:t of grogshop, urging him to go in,
he resisting, violently resisting, until
after while they forced him to go in2
1t was q summer night and the door was
left open, and l saw the process. They
held him fast, and they put the cup to
his lips, and they forced down the strong
drink. What chance is there for such
young mana
counsel you, also, seek Christian ad-
vice. Every Christian man is bound tc
help you. If you find no other human
ear willing to listen to your story of
struggle, come to me and / will by every
sympathy of my heart, and every prayer,
and every toll of my hand, stand beside
you in the struggle for reformation; and
as l hope to have my own sins forgiven
and hope to be acquitted at the judgment
seat of Christ, l will not betray you.
First of all, seek God, then seek Chris
tian counsel. Gather up all the energies
of body. mind and soul, and, appealing
to God for success, declare this day
EVERLASTING war against all drink
ing habits, all gaming practices,
all houses of sin. Half and half work
will amount to nothing; it must be
Waterloo. Shrink back now and you
are lost. Push on and you are saved. A
Spartan general fell at the very moment
of victory, but he dipped his finger in his
own blood and wrote on rock near
which he was dying: Sparta has con-
quered." Though your struggle to get
rid of sin may seem to be almost death
struggle, you can dip your finger in
your own blood and write on the
Rock of Ages s.Victory through our
Lord Jesus Christ Oh! what glo-
rious news it would be for some Of
these young men to send home to their
parents in the country They go to the
postoffice every day or two to see If there
are any letters from you. How anxious
they are to hear! Nothing would please
, them half SO much as the news you
might send home tomorrow that you
had given your heart to God. know
how it is in the country. The night
comes on. The cattle stand under the
rack, through which burst the trusses of
hay, The horses, just having frisked up
at nightfall, stand knee deep in the
bright straw that invites them to lie
/ down and rest. The perch of the hovel
is full of fowl, their feet warm under the
J feathers. In the old farm house
! at night no candle is lighted, for
the flames clap their hands about the
great backlog, and shake the shadow OF
The group up and down the wall. Father
, and mother sit there for half an hour,
saying nothing. I wonder what they
are thinking of. After a while the
father breaks the silence and says:
..Well, 1 wonder where our boy is in
] town to-nipht.n and the mother answers