The Nicodemus cyclone. [volume] (Nicodemus, Graham County, Kan.) 1887-1888, 1888-03-09
THE GREAT CHRISTIAN SONG,
The REV. DR.. TALMAGE ON THE
PRAISE OF THE LORD,

NC" members being given the right hand O
fellowship making the communicate member
ship 4,150. Thousands Of strangers wer
present The ten great silver tankards ant
the long line of chalices made the sacramento
table very impressive.
Before the sermon the congregation, led By
cornet and organ, sang:
when earth shall pass away,
In the great Judgment day,
Jesus Is mine"
Inc Rev. L. Dewitt Talmage, D. D., took a:
the subject Of his discourse; "a Song Con
corning Ny Beloved" His text was Isaiah
IL, Now will | sing to my well beloved 8
song OF my beloved" DR.. Talmage said:
The most fascinating theme for hear
properly attuned is the Saviour. There is
something in the morning light to suggest
HIM and something in the evening shadow tc
speak His praise. The flower breathes Him.
the star shines Him, the cascade proclaims
him, all the voices of nature chant Him.
Whatever is grand bright and beautiful. il
you only listen to it, will speak His praise.
"heh come in the summer time and pluck a
mower, think of Him who is the "Rose of
sharon and the Lily Of the Valley" When ]
see In the fields lamb | saw sBehold the
Lamb of God that taketh away the sin of
the world" When in very hot weather 7
come under projecting cliff I say:
Rock of Ages cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in theer'
THE PRAISES OF CHRIST,
over the Old-fashiOned pulpts there was q
sounding board. The voice of the minister
rose 70 the sounding board and then was
struck back again upon the ears of the peo-
ple' And SO the 10000 voices of earth rising
up md the heavens, sounding board which
strikes back to the ear of all the nations the
praises of Christ. The heavens tell His glory
ana the earth shows his handiwork. The
DlDIe thrills with one great story of redemD-
tlon. Upon blasted and faded paradise it
poured the light OF glorious restoration. 1t
looked upon Abraham from the ram caught in
the thlcket 1t spoke in the bleating of the
nerds driven. down to Jerusalem for sacr-
nee. 1t put infinite patho3 into the speech of
uncOuth fishermen. 1t lifted Paul into the
seventh heaven, and it broke upon the ear of
st. John with the brazen trumpets and the
uOxology 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 vOt1r
step Is llghtest, and your fortunes smile. and
your pathway blossoms and the over-arching
heavens drop upon you their benedctiOn,
orators, when they saw their audiences mat
tentlve and slumbering, had one word with
when they would rouse them up to the great
est enthusiasm. In the midst of their orations
they would stop and cry out 'Marathonp'
ana the peoples enthusiasm would be I'M
THE BEST CRADLE SONG.
My hearers, though YOU NAV have been
borne down with sin, and though trouble
ana trials, and temptation may have come
upon you, and YOU feel hardly like looking
up, methinks there is one grand, royal, impe-
rial word that ought to rouse YOUR soul to inf
Mite rejoicing, and that word is "Jesusp'
Iaklng The suggestion of the text. |
shall speak to you of Christ, our song | re.
mark, Iii the first place, that Christ ought to
be the cradle-song. What our mothers sang
TO G, Us when they put US to sleep is singing yet
we may have forgotten the words; but they
went into the fiber of our soul and will for
ever be part Of it. 1t is not so much what
you formally teach your children as what YOU
sing to them. hymn has wings and can f1v
eyeryWhlther. One hundred and fifty years
after you are dead, and ''Old MOrtality'' has
worn out his chisel in recruiting your name on
the tombstone, your great-grandchildren will
De singing the song which this afternoon Won
sing to your little ones gathered about your
knee. There is place in Switzerland where,
II you distinctly utter your voice, there will
come back ten or fifteen distinct echoes. and
every Christian song sung by mother in the
ear OF her child shall have 10000 echoes com
ing back from all the gates of heaven. O. if
mothers only knew the power of this sacred
spell, how much Oftcner the little ones would
be together aud all our homes would chime
with songs of Jesus. We want some coun-
teructing influence upon our children. The
very moment your child steps into the streets
he steps into the path Of temptation. There
are foul mOuthed children who would like to
besoli your little ones. 1t will not do to keep
nd Fir1C il,
them house plants; they must have fresh air
and recreation.
AN EXAMPLE OF PURITY
" )d save your children from the seathing
blasting, danlning influence of the streets! |
know Of no counteracting Influence hut the
power Of Christian culture and example,
Hold before your little ones the pure life of
Jesus; let that name be the word that shall
exercise evil from their hearts. Give to YOUR
instruction all the fascination Of music, morn
Ing, noon and night; let it be Jesus, the cradle
song. This is important If YOUR children grow
up, but perhaps they NAV not Their path.
way NAV be short. Jesus may be wanting
That child. Then there viii lie sOundless step
IN the dwelling, and the YOU hful pulse will
beG1n 10 hutter, and little hands will be lifted
Tor ep. \ on can not help. And great az
OnN Will pinch at your heart, and the cradle
will be empty, and the nursery will be empty
ana the world Will be empty, and your soul
will be empty. No little feet standing on the
stairs No toys scattered on the carpet No
quick following from room to room. No
strange and wonderig questions. No up
turned face, with laughing blue ewes, come
for kiss; but only grave, aud a wreath Of
white blossoms on the top of ii; and bitter
desOlatiOn, and n signing at night fall with no
one 10 put 10 bed, and a wet pillow, and q
grave, and wreath of white blossoms on the
top Of it. The Heavenly Shepherd will take
that lamb safely anyhow, whether YOU have
been faithful or unfaithful; but would ii not
have been pleasanter If you could have heard
from those lips the praises of Christ? | never
read anything more beautiful than this about
a chld's departure. The account said, ''She
folded her hands, kissed her mother goodbye,
sang her hmm, turned her face to the wall,
said her little prayer, and then died"
THE OLD TUNES THE BEST.
O. If / could gather up In one paragraph the
last words of the little ones who have gone
out from all these Christian circles, ana
could picture the calm looks and the folded
hands, and sweet departure, methnks it
would be grand and beautiful as one Of
heavens great doxologies
next speak OF Christ as the old mans song.
Quick music loses its charm for the aged ear,
The school girl asks for schottsche or a
Elee; but her grandfather asks for "Balerma"
or the Portuguese Hymn" Fifty years of
trouble have tanned the spirit. and the KEYS
of the mnsic-bOard must have 4 solemn tread
Though the voice NAV be tremulous, so that
grandfather will not trust it in church, still
he has the psalm book open before him, and
he SINGS with his sDuf h numS hiS