Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1889-11-01
through other cities-but I am glad to

ing through those streets; there will be
no temples consumed in that city. Com
ing to the doors of that Church. we will
md them open, resonant with sons, and
not cries of fire. oh, my dear brother
and sister! if this short lane of life
comes up soon to that blessed place.
what is the use of our worrying? / have
felt good many times this last week
like Father Taylor, the sailor preacher.
He got in long sentence while he was
preaching one day, and lost himself,
sentence. He stopped and said:
Brethren, I have lost the nominative If
this sentence, and things are generally
mixed up, but l am bound for the king
dom any how"
And during this last week, when I
saw the rushing to and fro and the ex-
cltement, l said to myself, Il do not
Know just where we shall start again, but
am bound for the kingdom anyhow" I
do not want to go Just yet. I want to be
pastor of this people until I am about
eighty nine years of age, but I have
sometimes thought that there are such
glories ahead that may be persuadedto
go little earlier-for instance at
eighty two or eighty three; but really
think that, it We could have Oh appre-
citation of what God has in reserve for
US, we would want to go, stepping right
out of the Academy Of Music into the
glories of the skies.
All! that is a good land. Why, they
tell me that in that land they never
have heart ache. They tell me that
man might walk five hundred wears in
that land ind never see q tear or near q
sigh. They tell me that our friends
who have left us and gone there, their
feet are radiant as thesun, and that they
take hold of the hand of Jesus famil-
larly, and that they open that hand and
see in the palm Of it healed wound
that must have been very cruel before it
was healed. And they tell me that
there is no winter there, and that they
never get hungry or cold, and that the
sewing girl never wades through the
snow bank to her daily toll, and that
the clock never strikes twelve for the
night, but only twelve for the day.
See that light in the window. I
wonder who set it there. "Oh!" you say,
my father that went into glory must
have set that light in the window" No;
guess again. My mother, who died
fifteen years ago in Jesus, I think must
have set that light there" No; guess
again. You say, My darling little child,
that last summer 1 put away for the
resurrection, think she must have set
that light there in the window" No;
guess again. Jesus set it there; and He
will keep it burning until the day we
put our finger on the latch of the door
and go in to be at home forever. OH,
when my sight gets black in death, put
on my eyelids that sweet ointment
When i'll the last WEAKNESS I cannot
take another step, just help me put MY
foot on that doorsill. When my ear
clutches no more the voices of wife and
child, let me 80 right in, to have my
deafness cured by the stroke of the
harpers whose fingers fly over the strings
with the anthems of the free.
| Heaven never burns down! The fires
| OF the last day. that are already lindled
| in the heart OF the earth, but are hidden
| because God keeps down the matches
those internal fires will after awhile
break through the crust, and the plains,
and the mountains, and the seas will be
consumed, and the flames will fling their
long arms into the skies; but all the ter
! rors of burning world will do no more
harm to that Heavenly temple than the
| fires of the setting sun which kindle up
the window glass of the house on yon-
| der hill top. Oh. blessed land! But 1
see the Brooklyn Tabernacle rebuilt.
You say, will it be-" You might as we'll
ask me if the sun will rise tomorrow
morning, or if the next spring will put
garlands on its head. You and I may
not live to see it; but the Church of God
does not stand on two legs nor on a
thousand legs.
How did the 1sraelites get through the
come and said: There is no need of
trying; you will get your feet wet; you
will spoil your clothes; you will drown
yourselves. Whoever heard of getting
through such sea as that?" How did
they get through it? Did they go back?
No. Did they go to the right? No. Did
they go to til left? No. They went for
ward in the strength of the Lord AL
mighty; and that is the way we mean to
get through the Red Sea. by going for
ward. But says some one: IF we should
build large church. would you be able
with your voice to fill it?" Why, have
been wearing myself out for the last six
teen years in trying to keep my voice in.
Give me room where I can preach the
glories of Christ and the grandeurs of
Heaven.
Forward! We have to march on,
breaking down all bridges behind us,
making retreat impossible: Throw away
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march. Keep your sword arm free.
Strike for Christ and His Kingdom
while you may. No people ever had q
better mission than you are sent on.
Prove yourselves worthy. If I am not
fit to be Hour leader, set me aside. The
brightest goal on earth that can think
of is country parsonage amidst the
mountains. But am not afraid to lead
you. I have some dollars; they are at
your disposal, I have good physical
health; it is yours as long as it lasts. !
have enthusiasm Of soul; l will not
keep it back from your service. have
some faith in God, and will direct ii
toward the rebuilding of our new spir-
itual house. Come on, then. l will
lead you.
Come on, ye aged men, not yet passed
over Jordan! Give us one more lift be-
fore you go into the promised land. You
men in middle life, harness all your bus.
mess faculties to this enterprise. Young
man, put the fire of your soul into this
work. Let women consecrate their per-
suasiveness and persistence to this
cause, and they will be preparing bene-
dictions sor their dying hour and ever
lasting rewards; and if Satan really die
burn that Tabernacle down, as some
people say he did, he will find it the
poorest job he ever undertook.