The Russellville Democrat., 1889-03-28

moneys gone. I have no treasures on earth. I want treasures in Heaven. ! have voice and heart to serve God" You say that that man has failed. He has not failed---he has triumphed. Oh, wish I could persuade all the people who have any kind of trouble never to give up. l wish they would look at the midnight rider of the text, and that the four hoofs of the beast on which Nehemiah rode might cut to pieces all your discourage ment and hardships and trials.
 Give upl Who is going to give up, when on the bosom of God he can have all his troubles hushed? Give upl Never think of giving up. Are you borne down with poverty A little child was found holding her dead mother's hand in the darkness of q tenement house, and some one coming in, the little girl looked up, while holding her dead mothers hand, and said: s'Oh, I do wish that God had made more light for poor folks" My dear, God will be your light, God will be your shelter, God will be your home. Are you borne down with the bereayements of life. Is the house lonely now that the child is gone? Do not give up. Think of what the old sexton said when the minister asked him why he put so much care on the little graves in the cemetery--so much more care than on the larger graves, and the old sexton said: Sir, you know that of such is the kingdom of Heaven.' and think the Saviour is pleased when He sees so much white clover growing around these little graves" But when the minister pressed the old sexton for more satis- factory answer, the old sexton said; "Sir, about these larger graves, don't know who are the Lords saints and who are not; but you know, uir, it is clean different with the bairns." Oh. if you have had that keen, tender. indescribable sorrow that comes from the loss of a child, do not give up. The old sexton was right. It is all we'll with the bairns. Or, if you have sinned, if you have sinned grieyously-sinned nntil you have been cast out by the church, sinned until you have been cast out by society, do not give up. Perhaps there may be in this house one that could truthfully utter the lamentation of another;
 Once was pure as the snow. but fell-
 Fell like a snowflake, from Heaven to he'll
 Fell, to be trampled as filth Of the street
 Fell, to be seofed at, spit on and beat
 Praying cursing, wishing to die.
 Selling my soul to whoever would buy,
 Dealing in shame for morsel of bread,
 Hating the living and fearing the dead.
 Do not give up. One like unto tho Son of God comes to you to-day, saying: "Go and sin no more:" while he cries out to your assailants: "Let him that is without sin cast the first stone at her" Oh! there is no reason why any one in this house, by reason of any trouble or sin, should give up. Are you a foreigner, and in e strange land? Nehemiah was an exile. Are you penniless? Nehemiah was poor. Are you homesick? Nehemiah was home- sick. Are you broken-hearted? Nehe- miah was broken hearted. But just see him in the text riding along the sacrileged grave of his father, and by the dragon we'll, and through the fish gate, and by the Kings pool,in and out in and out, the moonlight, falling on the broken masonry, throws Q long shadow at which the horse shies, and at the same time that moonlight kindling up the features of this man, till you see not only the mark of sad "reminiscences, but the courage, the hope, the enthusiasm of a man who knows that Jerusalem will be rebuilded. pick you up to-day out of your sins and out of your sorrow, and put you against the warm heart of Christ "The eternal God is thy refuge, and un- derneath are the everlasting arns."