Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-08-01

| EXPLANATIONS; with grief az his loss and
| iov at your deliverance. That is saving
| faith. In other words, what you be-
| lieve with all the heart, and believe in
| regard to yourself. On this hinge turns
my sermon; aye, the salvation of your
| immortal soul. You often go across q
bridge you know nothing about You
do not know who built the bridge; YOU
do not know what material it is made
of; but you come to it and walk over it
and ask no questions. Aud here is an
arched bridge blasted from the - Rock
of Ages, and built by the
architect of the whole uni
verse, spanning the dark gulf between
sin and righteousness, and all God asks
you is to walk across it; and you start
and you come to it, and you stop, and
you go q little way on and you stop, and
you fall back and you experiment. You
say, ''How do / know that bridge will
hold me.' instead of marching Oh with
firm step, asking no questions, but feel
ing that the strength of the eternal God
is under you. Oh, was there ever prize
prOfered so cheap as pardon and heaven
are offered to you? For how much? A
million dollars? It is certainly worth
more than that But cheaper than that
you can have it. Ten thousand dollars?
Less than that. Five thousand
dollars? Less than that. One
dollar? Less than that. One faTthing?
Less than that. without money and
without price. No money to pay. No
journey to take.
No PENNANCE TO SUFFER-.
Only Just one decided action of the
soul: ''Belieye Oh the Lord Jesus
Christ and thou shalt be saved - Shall
I TO tall no i IN, no
cannot tell you. No man, no angel
can tell you. But l can hint at it,
For my text brings me up to this point:
''Thou shalt be saved - 1t means a
happy life here, and a peaceful death
and a blissful eternity. 1t is grand
thing to go to sleep at night, and to get
up in the morning, and to do business
one day feeling that all is right between
my heart and God. No accident, no sick
ness, no persecution, no peril, no sword
can do me any permanent damage. L
am n forgiven child of God, and
He is bound to see me through. He has
sworn He will see me through. The
mountains may depart, the earth may
burn, the light of the stars may be blown
out by The blast of the judgment hurri-
cane; but life and death, things present
and things to come, are mine. Yea,
further than that-it means peaceful
death. Mrs. Hemans, Mrs. SigOurnev,
DR.. Young, and almost ali the poets have
said handsome things about death.
There is nothing beautiful about it .
When we stand by the white and rigid
features of those whom we love, and they
give no answering pressure of the baud
and no returning kiss of the lip. we DO
not want anybody poetizing around about
ms IL NJ mil d.
night, and the wringing of the heart
until the tendrils snap and curl in the
torture, unless Christ shall be with us.
1 confess to you an infinite fear, con-
Stunning horror of death, unless Christ
shall De with me. I would rather go
down into n cave of wild beasts or jun
gle of reptiles than into the grave, Un-
less Chrift goes with me. Will you tell
me that l am to be carried out from my
bright home and put away in the dark
ness? l cannot bear darkness. At the
first coming of the evening I must have
the gas lighted, and the further on in
life I get the more l like to have my
friends round about me.
DO NOT FEAR DEATH.
And am | to be put OF Tor thousands
of years in a dark place, with no one TO
speak to? When the holidays come and
the gifts are distributed, shall [ add no
joy to the "Merry Christmas or the
Happy New Year?' All, do not point
down to the hole in the ground, the
grave, and call it q beautiful place. I'm
less there be some supernatural illuminG-
ton | shuddeT back from it. My whole
nature reyOlts at it. But ROW this gIo-
riouS lamp is lifted above the grave, and
all the darkness Is gone, and the way is
clear. I look into 1t now without q sin
gle shudder. Now my anxiety is not
about death; my anxiety Is that l may
live Alright, for l know that if my
life is consistent when l come to the |
last hour, and this voice Is silent
and these eyes are closed, and these |
hands with which / beg for your eternal !
salvation to-day are folded over the still |
heart, that then l shall only begin to |
live. What power is there in anything to |
chill me in the last hour, if Christ wraps /
aTOuuG me the skirt of His own garment? |
What darkness can fall upon my eyelids |
then amid the heavenly GaybTeak? o |
Death, l will not fear thee then. Back /
to thy cavern of darkness, thou rObbGT /
Of all the earth. Fly! thy dsspoiler OF |
families. With this battle ~ I hew thee /
il twain from helmet to sandal, the |
voice OF Christ sounding all over the /
earth and through the heavens: go /
Death, l viii be thy plague. 0 Grave, /
will be thy destruction.
To be saved is to wake uD in the pres /
ence of Christ. You know when Jesus /
was upon earth how happy He made /
every house He went into, and when lie /
brings Us up to His house in heaven how /
great shall be our giee. His voice has /
more music in il than is to be heard in .
ali the oratorios Of eternity.
JESUS IS HEAVEN 5 BLOOM.
Talk not about banks dashed with /
Jesus is the chief bloom /
of heaven. We shall see the very face
that beamed sympathy in Bethany. and /
take the very hand that dropped its
blood from the short beam of the cross
Oh, i want to stand IN eternity with
Him. Toward that harbor 1 steer. To-
ward thai goal run. 1 shall be salts
fed when l awake in His likeness.
Oh, bTOkeu-heaTted men and women,
how sweet it will be in that good land to
pour all of your hardshjps and bereaye-
meHts and losses into the loving ear of
Christ, and then have Him explain why
If was best for you to be sick, and why it /
was best for you 10 be widowed. and why