Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1888-03-30

In :. ene nash Of eyes that long apo caasaa -.
, msep' oh, 1t is not an unmeaninn th;nn
y "a sei, = tell you that when Christ raca;ras
r;a a W into HIS Keeping He puts on it mar
nast rug lie endows you from that mo.
Ghr; s WIN an His wealth. You are one
IN at ~ ana tne soul.-one in sympathy, one
III nj a'Hectlon, one in hope. 'Do
Ihere is no power in earth or ba,, n &c
aec5 q enforcement after Christ and tha
SOU are united. Other kings nave tnrnad
oe. thelr companions when thew got weary
VI tnehl, and sent them adrift from the
palace gate. Ahasuerus banished Vasbt;
y, forsook Josephine. but Christ 10
me husband that is true forever. Hnv;na
i m.s you once, He loves you to the end
S Gu .hey not try to divorce Margaret, the
m1v.on n; glri, from Jesus? They said: aYou
na ust give up your religion" She said: Il
t taa give up my religion" And SO they
they drove in steak at water mark
ana they fastened her to it, expecting that
as n, tne tide came up her faith would fail.
lhe .ioe began to rise, and came up higher
ana higher, and IL :ha girdle. and to the
Hp' and In the last moment. lust as the
waves were washing her soul into glory,
sne shouted the praises of Jesus.
c, oa. no. you cannot separate soul from
n nnIist. II Is an everlasting marriage.
battle and storm and darkness cannot 40
II; 1t IS too much exultation for man,
who is but dust and ashes. like myself. to
cry out to-day: 81 am persuaded that
neither height, nor depth, nor principals
tues, nor powers, nor things present, nor
Things to come, nor any other creature,
shall separate me from the love of God
which is in Christ Jesus, my Lord!" Glory
be to God that when Christ and the soul
are married they are bound by chain, a
golden chain-if might say so-a chain
with one link, and that one link the golden
ring of Gods everlasting love.
go a step further, and tell you that
when Christ receives soul into His love
lie puts on him the ring of festivity. You
know that it has been the custom in all
ages to bestow rings on very happy occa-
slons. There is nothing more appropriate
for birthday gift than ring. You de-
light to bestow such gift upon your chill
dren at such a time. It means ioy, hilar-
ity, festivity. Well, when this old man of
the text wanted to tell how glad he was
that his boy had got back, he expressed it
in this way. Actually, before he ordered
sandals to be put on his bare feet: before
he ordered the fatted calf to be killed to
appease the boys hunger, he commanded:
Put ring on his hand"
oh. it is merry time when Christ and
the soul are united! JOY of forgiveness!
What splendid thing it is to feel that all
is right between me and God. What a
glorious thing it is to have God Just take
up all the sins Of my life and put them in
one bundle. and then fling them into the
depths OF the sea, never to rise again, never
to be talked of again. Pollution oil gone.
Darkness all Illuminated. God reconciled.
The prodlgal home. "Put ring on his
hand"
Every day I find happy Christian peo-
pie. l find some of them with no second
coat, some of them in huts and tenement
houses, not one earthly comfort afforded
them; and yet they are as happy as happy
can be. They sing "Reck Of Ages as no
other people in the world sing it. They
never wore any jewelry in their life but one
gold ring, and that was the ring of Gods
nndying affection. Oh, how happy relig-
ion makes us! Did it make you gloomy
and sad? Did you go with your head cast
down? do not think you got religion,
igion. True religion is Joy. "Her ways
are ways of pleasantness, and all her
paths are peace"
Why, religion lightens all our burdens.
1t smooths all our way. It interprets all
our sorrows. 1t changes the jar of earthly
discord for the peal of festal bells. In
front of the flaming furnace of trial il sets
the forge on which scepters are hammered
out. Would you not like to-day to come
up from the swine feeding and try this re
ligion? All the joys Of Heaven would
cry from the throne: "Put ring on his
hand"
You are not happy. see it. There is
no peace, and sometimes you laugh when
you feel n great deal more like crying.
The world is cheat. 1t first wears you
down with its follies, then it kicks you out
into darkness. 1t comes back from the
massacre of million souls to attempt
the destruction of your soul to-day. No
peace out of God, but here is the fountain
that can Stake the thirst. Here is the har-
Dor where you can drop safe anchorage.
Would you not like, I ask you-not per-
to another-would you not like to have
pillow of rest to put your head on? And
would you not like, when you retire at
night, to feel that all is we'll, whether you
wake up to morrow morning ut o'clock,
Or sleep the sleep that knows no waking?
Would you not like to exchange this awful
uncertainty about the future for q glorious
assurance of Heaven? Accept of the Lord
Jesus to-day, and all is we'll. If on your
way home some peril should cross the
street and dash your life out, it would not
ately. You would stand in the celestial
streets. You would be amid the great
throng that forever worship and are for
ever happy. If this day some sudden dis
ease should come upon you, it would not
brighten you. If you 1newyou were going
you could give calm farewell 10 your
beautiful home on earth. and know that
you are going right into the companion
ship of those who have already get beyond
the telling and the weeping.
You feel on Saturday night different
from the way you feel any other night of
the week. You come home from the bank,
or the store, or the shop. and you say:
"Well, now my weeks work is done, and
to -morrow is Sunday" 1t is a pleasant
thought. There is refreshment and re-
construction in the very idea. oh, how
pleasant it will be, if when we get through
the day of our life, and we go and lie
down in our bed of dust, we can realize:
"Well, now the work is all done, and to-
morrow is Sunday--an everlasting Sun
day."
Oh when, thou city of God.
Shall thy courts ascend?
Where congregations meier break up;
And Sabbaths have no end.
There are people in this house to-day