The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1889-08-01

you. Ou, was iuere ever prize prOI-
fered SO cheap as pardon and heaven
are offered to your For how muchl
A million dollars9 1t is certainly
worth more than that. But cheaper
than that you can have it. Ten thou
sand dollarsf Less than that. Five
thousand dollars2 Less than that
One dollar2 Less than that One
farthingg Less than that. without
money and without price" No money
to pay. No journey to take. No pen
ance to suffer. Only just one decisive
action of the soul: believe ON the
Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be
saved" Shall | try to tell you what
it is to be saved7 cannot tell you.
No man, no angel can tell you. But
I can hint at it. For my text brings
me up to this point. ''Thou shalt Be
saved" Ii means happy life here,
and O peaceful death and blissfuls
eternity. 1t is grand thing to GO
to sleep at night and to get up IN
the morning, and to do business all
day feeling that all is right between
my heart and God. No accident, no
sickness, no persecution, no peril, no
sword can do me any permanent dam
age. am a forgiven child of God,
and he is bound TO 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 judg-
ment hurricane; but life and death,
things present and things to come, are
mine. Yea, further than that it
means peaceful death. Mrs. He
mans, Mrs. Sigourney, DIR. Young,
and almost all the poets have said
handsome things about death. There
is nothing beautiful about it. When
we stand by the white and rigid fea-
lures of those whom we love, and
they give no answering pressure of
the hand and no returning kiss of the
lip, we do not want anybody poetizing
around about us. Death is loathsome-
ness, and midnight, and the wringing
of the heart until the tendrils snap
and curl in the torture, unless Christ
shall be with us. ] confess to you an
infinite fear, consuming horror of
death, unless Christ shall be with me.
l would rather go down into a cave of
wild beasts or jungle of reptiles than
into the grave, unless Christ goes
with me. Will you tell me that am
to be carried out from my bright home
and put away in the darkness2 I can
not bear darkness. At the first COM
ing of the evening l must have the
gas lighted, and the further on in life
l get the more l like to have my
friends round about me.
DO NOT FEAR DEATH
And am to be put off for thousands
of years in a dark place with no one
to speak to2 When the holidays come
and the gifts are distributed, shall /
add no Joy to the Merry Christmas"
or the Happy New Yeara" All, do
not point down TO the hole in the
ground, the grave, and call it a beau
tiful place. Unless there be some SUI
pernatural illumination / shudder
back from it. My whole nature re-
volts at it. But now this glorious lamp
is lifted above the grave, and all the
darkness is gone, and the way is clear.
! look into it now without a single
shudder. Now my anxiety is not
about death; my anxiety is that I may
live Alright, for / know that If my life
is consistent when come. to the last
hour, and this voice is silent. and
these eyes are closed, and these
hands with which beg for your eter-
nal salvation today are folded over
the still heart, that then shall only
begin to live. What power is there in
anything to chill me in the last hour
If Christ wraps around me the skirt of
his own garment9 What darkness
can fall upon my eyelids then amid
the heavenly daybreak2 o Death, I
will not fear thee then. Back to thy
cavern of darkness, thou robber of all
the earth. Fly! thou despoiler of
families. With this battle ak | hew
thee in twain from helmet to sandal.
the voice of Christ sounding all over
the earth and through the heavens:
80 Death. l will be thy plague. 0
Grave, l will be thy destruction"
To be saved is to wake up in the
presence of Christ. You-know when
Jesus was upon earth how happy he
made every house he went into, and
when he brings us up TO his house in
heaven how great shall be our glee.
His voice has more music in it than
is to be heard in all the oratOrios of
eternity.
JESUS is HEAVENS BLOOM.
Talk not about banks dashed with
e1ilOTCSCtDCC- JtSuS ID kut CDlCl
of heaven. We shall see the very
face that beamed sympathy in Beth
any, and take the very hand that
dropped its blood from the short beam
of the cross. Oh, want to stand IN
eternity with him. Toward that har-
Dor steer. Toward that goal | run.
] shall be satisfied when / awake IN
his likeness.
THEN YOU WILL KNOW.
Oh, broken hearted men and wo-
men, how sweet it will be in that good
land to pour all of your hardships and
bereavements and losses into the low
ing ear of Christ, and then have him
explain why it was best for you to be
sick, and why it was best for you to
be widowed, and why ii was best for
you to be prosecuted, and why it was
best for you to be tried, and have
| him point to an elevation proportion
ate to your disquietude here, saying:
You suffered with me on earth, come
up now and be glorified with me in
| heaven" Some one went into a house
where there had been good deal Of
trouble, and said TO the woman there
You seem to be lonely" Yes" she
said, II am lonely" How many in
the familyf" "Only myself" Have
you had any childrenr IT had
seven children" Where are theyG'
Gone" IAN goneT "All." "All
deadp "All." Then she breathed a
long sigh into the loneliness, and said
"Oh, sir, | have been a good mother
| to the grave" And SO there are hearts
here that are utterly broken down by
the bereavements OF life. point you
today to the eternal balm Of heaven.
Are there any here that am missing
this morningf Oh, you poor waiting
maidi your hearts sorrow poured in
no human ear, lonely and sad how
glad you will be when Christ shall dis
band all your sorrows and crown you
queen unto God and the Lamb forever
| Aged men and women, fed by his love
and warmed by his grace for three
score years and ten will not your
decrepitude change for the Leap
of a hart when you come 10 look
face to face upon him whom having
not seen you lorel That will be the
Good Shepherd, not out in the night
and watching TO keep off the wolves,
but with the lamp reclining on the
sunlit hill. That viii be the captain
of our salvation, not amid the roar
and crash and boom of battle, but
amid his disbanded troops keeping vic
torious festivity. That will be the
Bridegroom of the Church coming
from afar, the bride leaning upon hi:
arm, while he looks down into hel
face, and says: Behold. thou art fair
my Lowell Behold, thou art fairl"
There Is an old colored shoemaker
in Hartford, Conn., who has for
twenty-five years devoted himself to
collecting rare conner coins and study