Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-07-29

do me any permanent damage. am .
forgiven child of God. and He is bound to
see me through. The mountains may de-
part, the earth may burn, the light OF the
stars may be blown out by the blast OF the
| Judgment hurricane; but life and death,
things present and things to come, are mine.
Yea, further than that--it means peaceful
death. Mrs. Hemans, Mrs. Sigourney, DR.:
Young, and almost all the poets have said
handsome things about death. There is
nothing beautiful about it, When we stand
BY tie white and rigid features
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 loathsomeness, and mid
night, and the wringing of the heart until
the tendrils snap and curl in the torture,
unless Christ shall De with us. confess to
YOU an innnite fear, consuming horror Of
death, unless Christ shall be with me.
would rather 60 down into 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 dark
ness? cannot bear darkness. At the first
coming of the evening must have the gas
lighted, and the further on in life get the
more ike 70 have Hy HSnos founo "oous
me.
And am to be put off for thousands of
years in dark place with no one to speak
TO? When the holidays come and the gifts
are distributed, shall l 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 beau
tiful place. Unless there be some supernat-
ural illumination shudder back from it.
M y whole
NATURE REvoLTs 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 consist
ent when 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
begin to live. What power is there in
ANYTHING to chill me in the last hour If
Christ wraps around me the skirts of his
own garment? What darkness can fall upon
my e,velids then amid the heavenly day
break? o Death, I will not fear thee then.
Back to thy cavern of darkness, thou robber
OF all the earth. Flyi thou despoiler of fam
lilies With this battle Ak hew thee in
twain from helmet to sandal, the voice of
Christ sounding all over the earth and
the heavens: 80 Death, will be
thy plague. o Grave, will be thy destruc-
tion."
To be saved is to wake up in the presence
of Christ. You know when Jesus was upon
earth no W happy He made every house He
went in to, and when He brings us up to
His house in heaven how great shall be our
giee. II is voice has more music in it than
is to be card in all the oratorios of eternity.
Talk not about banks dashed with effior-
escence. 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, 1 want to stand in
eternity W ith Him. Toward that harbor I
steer. Toward that goal run. I shall be
satisfied when awake in His likeness.
THE GREAT REWARD.
Oh, broken-hearted men and women, how
sweet it will be in that good land to pour all
IF your hardships and beresvements and
the loving 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
you to be prosecuted, and why it was
pest for you to be tried, and have
Him point to An elevation proportion |
lte to your disquietude here, saying: "You |
suffered with me on earth, come up now and |
De gforifed with me in heaven" Some |
me went into house where there had been |
good deal of trouble, and said to the |
woman there: "You seem to be lonely"
Yes" she said, "I am lonely" How
many in the family?" "Only myself"
Have ys,a yCu had any gwhild CHILDREN .ssi II had
eSen 'Gene. si' "Hil gomez" s' All. Ils 'nsy Hn
Iead?'' GAIL" Then she breathed long
Ugh into the Loneliness, and said: ''Oh, sir, |
have been a good mother to the grave"
md SO there are hearts here that are utter
y broken down by the bereavements of |
ife
1 point you to-day to the eternal balm Of |
leaven. Are there any here that 1 am
Missing this morning? Oh. you poor wait
ng maid! your hearts sorrow poured in no
human ear, lonely and sadi how glad you
will be when Christ shall disband all your
orrows and crown you queen unto God and
he Lamb foreveri Aged men and women,
ed by His love and warmed by His grace for
hree score yeans and teni will not your
lecrepitude chan ge for the leap of hart 1
vhen you come to look face to face upon
Him whom having not seen you love? That
will be the Good Shepherd, not out in the
light and watching to keep off the wolves,
,ut with the lamb reclining on the sunlit
ill. That will be the captain of our saliva
ion, not amid the roar and crash and boom
# battle, but amid his disbanded troops
,eeping victorious festivity- That will be
he Bridegroom of the Church coming from
far, the bride leaning upon His arm, while |
lie looks down into her lace, and says: BE
Iold thou art fair, my lovel Behold, thou
rt fair!'