Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18

among men," But after while the Lion of the tribe of Judah win rouse himself and come forth to shake nightly the nations. What's spiders web 10 the aroused lion! Give truth and error fair grapple, and truth will come of victor.
 But there are great many good people who get affrighted in other respects; they gre affrlghted in our day about revivals. They say. oh this is strong religious gale; We are afraid the church of God is going 10 be upset, and there are going to be great many people brought into the church that are going to be of no use to it'; and they are affrighted whenever they see revival taking hold of the churches. As though ship cap tain. with 5000 bushels of wheat for cargo, should say some day, coming upon deck: ssThrow overheard all the cargo," and the sailors should say: ''Why, captain. what do you meany Throw over all the caryo!' chaff that has got into this 5000 bushels of wheat, and the only way to get rid of the chsff is to throw all the wheat overboard." Now, thst is . great deal wiser than the talk of a great many Christians who want to hrow overheard all the thousands and tens of thousands of souls who are the subjects of reyivals. Throw all overheard because they are brought into the kingdom of God through great revivals, because there is peck of chaff, quart of chaff, pint of chaf! l say let them stay until the last day; the Lord will divide the chaff from the wheat. Do not be afraid of a great revival.
 Oh. that such gales from Heaven might sweep through all our churches. Oh. for such days as Richard Baxter saw in England and Robert McCheyne saw in Dundee! Oh, for such days as JoEathan Edwards saw in Northampton! I have often heard my father tell of the fact that in the early part of this century revival broke out at Somerville, N. J., and some people were very much agitated about 1t. They said: "Oh, you are going to bring too many people into the church at n1 wick for John Livingston to stop the revival. Well, there was no better soul in all the world than John Livingston. He went and looked at the revival; they wanted him to stop 1t. He stood in the pulpit on the Sab batl and looked over the solemn auditory, and he said: This. brethren, Is in reality the work of God; beware how you try to stop it," And he was an old man, leaning heavily on his staff-a very old man.
 And he lifted that staff and took hold of fall slowly through between the finger and the thumb, and he said: "Oh thou impen- itent, thou art falling now-falling from life, falling away from peace and heaven. falling IS certainly as that cane Is falling through my hand-falling certainly, though perhaps falling siowly!" And the cane kept on fall ing through John Livingston's hand. The religious emotion in the audience was oyer- towering, and men saw type of their doom, as the cane kept falling and falling, until the knob of the cane struck MT. Living. ston's hand, and he clasped 1t stoutly and said sBut the grace of God can stop you as I stopped that cane;" and then there was gladness all through the house at the fact o1 pardon and peace and salvation. .Well,' 7 said the people after tine service, '1 guess you had better send Livingston home; he is making the revival worse." Oh for gales from heaven to sweep all the continents The danger of the church of God is not in revtvals. If have sorrow and trouble, and want | sympathy, I go and kneel down at the back part of the boat and say: ''Oh, Christ weary one of Genresaret, sympathize with all m! sorrows, man of Nazareth, man of the cross. | A man, man. But If 1want to conquer my spiritual foes, if want to get the victory ovel | sin, death and hell, come to the front of tht | boat, and kneel down, and say: 70, Lore Jesus Christ, thou who doth hush the tenn | pest, hush all my grief, hush all my tempta | tion. hush all my sin!" A man, man; | | God, God.
 Oh, yes! Christ can hush the tempest. You have had trouble. Perhaps it was the little child taken away from you-the sweetes child of the household, the one who asked thu most curious questions, and stood around yo, with the greatest fondneSs, and the spade cut down through your bleeding heart: Per | haps it was an only son, and your heart ha | ever since been like | desOlated castle, th' owls of the night hooting among the faller arches and the crumbling stairways. Per baps it was an aged mother. You alway went to her with your troubles. She was II | your home to welcome your children into life and when they died she was there to pit, YOU; that old hand will do you no more kind ness; that white lock of hair yeu put away il the casket or in the locket didn't look as i usually did when she brushed 1t away iron her wrinkled brow in the home circle or II the country church.
 Or your property gone, you sail: Fl have so much bank stock, 1 have so many govern
 ment securities, 1 have so manly houses. | have so many farms-all gone, all gone | Why, sir, all the storms that ever tramplet
 with their thunders, all the shipw recks. hav'
 not been worse than this to you. Yet yo,
 have not been completely overthrown. Why Christ says: '.I have that little one in m, l keeping. I can care for him as wei
 as you can, better than you can, Q bereave'
 mother!' flushing the tempest. When you
 property went away God said: ''There ar
 treasures in heaven, in banks that neve
 break" Jesus hushing the tempest. Iher
 is one storm into which we will all have t
 run.
 The moment when we let go of this worl
 and try to take hold of the next, we will wan
 all the grace possible. Wonder l see Chris
 tian soul rocking on the surges of death; .
 the powers of darkness seem let out agains
 that soulHthe swirling wave. the thunder c
 the sky, the shriek of the wind, all seem
 unite together; but that soul Is not troubled
 there Is no slghlng, there are no tears, Pleut of tears in the room at the departure, but weeps no tears-calm, satisfied and peacefu all is wet. By the flash of the storm you se the harbor just ahead, and you are makin for that harbor. All shall be well, Jest
 being our guide.
 Into the harbor of heaven now we glide; , We're home at last. home at last, Softly We drift on the bright, silv'ry tide, We're home at last.
 , Glory to God! all our dangers are OCT,
 We stand secune on the glOrited shore ::
 Glory to God! we will shout esernorc, We're home at last.