The Red Cloud chief., 1889-11-29

chief Of sinners. That's me! II seems,
Lord, as if my work is done. and poorly
done. and upon Thy infinite mercy cast
myself, and in this hour Of shipwreck
and darkness commit myself and her
whom l hold by the hand to Thee, o
Lord Jesus! praying that it may be a
short struggle in the water. and that at
the same instant we may both arrive in
glory" Oh! l tell you a man prays
straight to the mark when he has a
cyclone above him, an ocean beneath
him and eternity so close to him that he
can feel its breath on mis- cheek.
The night was long. At last We saw
the dawn looking through the port holes.
As in the Olden time, in the fourth watch
of the night, Jesus came walking on the
sea, from wave cliff TO wave cliff; and
when He puts His foot upon a billow,
though it may be tossed up with might.
it goes down. He cried: Hush" They
knew His voice. The waves knew His
foot. They died away. And in tho
shining track of His feet I read these
letters on scrolls of foam and fire: Tho
earth shall be filed with tho
knowledge Of God as the waters
cover the sea-" The ocean Gained. The
path Of the steamer became more and
more mild, until, on the last morning
out, the SUI threw round about us q
glory such as l never witnessed before.
God made a pavement of mosaic, reach
ing from horizon to horizon. for all tho
splendors OF earth and Heaven to walk
upon-a pavement bright enough for the
foot OF a seraph-bright enough for the
wheels OF the archangel's chariot. As a
parent embraces a child and kisses away
its grief, so over that sea-, that had been
writhing in agony in the tempest. the
morning threw its arms of beauty and of
benedictiOn. and the lips Of earth ard
Heaven met.
AS / came on deck-it was very early,
and we were nearing the shore--I saw a
few sails against the sky. They seemed
like the spirits of the night walking the
pillows. l leaned owe the tafFrail of
the vessel. and said: Thy way, o God.
is in the sea. and Thy path in the great
waters" 1t grew lighter. The clouds
hung in purple clusters along the sky;
and. as if those purple clusters were
pressed into red wine and poured out
upon the sea, every wave turned into
crimson. iOnder, fire cleft stood op-
posite to fire cleft; and here. a cloud,
rent and tinsed with light. seemed like
q palace, with flames burning from the
windows. The whole scene lighted up
until it seemed as il the angels Of God
were ascending and descending upon
stairs Of fire, and the wave crests,
changed into Jasper, and crystal. and
crystal, and amethyst, as they were
flung toward the beach, made me think
of the crowns OF Heaven cast before the
throne Of the great Jehovah. leaned
over the tafIrail again. and said, with
more emotion than before: Thy way,
o God. is in the sea, and thy path in the
great waters!"
So, l thought. will be the going off of
the storm and night Of the Christians
life. The darkness will fold it's tents
and away. The golden feet Of the ris-
ing morn will come skipping upon tho
mountains. and all the wrathful pillows
OF the worlds voc break into the splen-
dor Of eternal joy. And 70 We como
into the harbor. The cyclone behind
us. Our friends before us. God. who
is always good, all around us. And il
the roll of the crew and tho
passengers had been called. seven hum
dred souls would have answered to
their names. .And SO it came to pass
that we all escaped safe to land" And
may God grant that. when all our Sab
baths on earth are ended. we may find
that, through the rich mercy Of our
Lord Jesus Christ, We all have wealth.
cred the gale.
Into the harbOr OF Heaven now We glide,
Home at last!
Softly We drift on the bright silver tide,
Home at laSti
Glory to Cod All our dangers are DER:
We stand secure on the glOrified shore.
Glory to Cod. we will shout evermorc.
Home at last!
Home ut last!