Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1889-10-25

a lew centuries ago He came out through
! humh. I-roundings and with gait and man.
ner 6n.I berGvioF different from anything tho
world lad seen. Among all classes Of people
lie was perfect model Among fishermen,
| lie showedhow fishermen should act. Among
ta&gatherers, lie showed how taxgatherers
should act. Among lawyers He showed how
lawyers should act Among farmers
De showed how farmers should act.
Among rulers, He showed how rulers
should act. Critics tried to find
in His conversation or sermons some
thing unwise or unkind or smacculate:
but they never found it. They watched Him,
oh how they watched Him He never went
into house but they knew it, and they knew
how long He stayed, and when He came out,
and whether He had wine for dinner SANDER
twisted her whips and wGgged her poisoned
tongue and set her traps, but could not catch
Alm. Little childrenrushed out to get from
Him a kiss, and old men tottered out to the
street corner to see Him pass.
Do you want an illustration of devotion.
| behold Him whole nights in prayer. Do you
want an example Of suffering, see His path
across Palestine tracked with blood. Do you
| want an example of patience, see Him abused
and never giving one sharp retort. Do you
want ali example Of industry, see Him with
| out one idle moment Do YOU want speci-
men of sacrifice, look at His life of self de
nial, His death of ignominy, His sepulcher of
humiliation. Oh what an example, His feet
wounded, yet He submitted to the Journey.
His back lacerated, and yet He carried the
cross. Struck, He never struck back again.
His calumniators and with wounds
| in His hand and wounds in
His feet and wounds on His brow and wounds
in His side, He calculated: Father forgive
them, they know not what they do" Ah,-
my brethren, that is the pole by which to set
| hot ic
to steer, that is the light by which to kindle
your lamps, that is the example that we
| ought all to follow. How it would smooth
out the roughness in our disposition, and the
world would be impressed by the trans
formation and would say: II know what is
| the matter with that man, he has been with
| Jesus and has learned of Him."
Alexander was going along with his army
| in Persia and the snow and ice were so great
| that the army halted and said: 1--WE can't
march any further" Then Alexander dis
mounted from his horse, took pickax, won't
ahead of his army and struck into the ice
and Snow The soldiers said "If he can do
that we can 90 it," and they took their picks
and soon the way was cleared and the army
marched on. So our Lord dismounted from
His glory, and through all icy obstacles news
a path for Himself and path for us, saying
"Follow Me l do not ask you to go through
any suffering, or fight any battles where l
Again l remark, that we are to look TO
Christ as a sympathizer. Is there anybody
in the house to-day who does not want SYM
pathy? l do not know how any one can live
without sympathy. There are those, how
ever, who have gone through very rough
paths in life who had no divine arm to lean
on. How they got along / do not exactly
know. Their fortunes took wings in some
unfortunate investment and few away. The
bank failed and they buttoned up penniless
| pocket. Ruthless spectators carried of the
fragments of an estate they were twenty
five years in getting with hard work
How did they stand it without Christ?
! Death came into the nursery and there was
an empty crib. One voice less i'll the house
hold. One fountain less of joy and laughter.
Two hands less, busy all day long i'll sport
! Two feet less to 20 bounding and rompinG
through the hall. TwoeyeS less to beam with
love and gladness. Through all that house
shadow after shadow, shadow after shadow
until it was midnight. How did they get
through it2 do not know. They trudged
the great Sahara with no water in the goat
skins They plunged to their chin in tho
slough of despond and had no one to lift
them. In an unseaworthy craft they put
out into black Euroclydon.
My brother, my sister, there is balm that
cures the worst wound. There is light that
will kindle up the worst darkness. There is a
harbor from the toughest ocean. You
need and may have the Saviour's sympathy.
You cannot get on this way. I see your
trouble is wearing you out body and mind
and soul. 1 come on no FOOLS errand
to-day, l come with a balm that can
heal any wound Are you sick? Jesus
was sick Are you weary? Jesus was weary.
Are you prosecuted? Jesus was prosecuted.
Are you bereaved? Did not Jesus weep over
Lazarus? Oh, yes, like roe on the mount
| nj, ~ +,
soul to-day, There is not one passage of
Scripture, every word of which is a heart
throb: Come unto Me, all We who are
weary and heavy laden, and l will give you
rest" Then there is another passage just as
good Cast thy burden on the Lord and
He will sustain thee. )" Oh, there are green
pastures where the heavenly shepherd leads
the wounded and sick Of the flock.
The Son Of God stands by the tomb of La2a~
rus and will gloriously break it open at the
right time Genesaret cannot toss its waves
SO high that Christ cannot walk them. The
cruise Of oil will multiply into an illimitnble
supply. After the orchard seems to have
been robbed of all its fruit the Lord has ono
tree left, full OF golden and ripe supply The
requiem may wall with gloom and with death;
but there cCmeth after while song, O
chant an anthem, battle march, jubilee
a coronation. Oh, do you not feel the breath
of Christs sympathy now, you wounded
ones, you troubled onesi Ii you do not
would like to tell YOU of the chaplain in the
but he heard at distance among the dying
q man who said ''Oh, my Godm He said to
himself: II must help that man though
can't walk"
So he rolled over and rolled through his
own blood and rolled on over many of the
slain, until he came where this poor fellow
was suffering and he preached to him the
comfort of the Gospel, and with his own
wound he seemed to soothe that mans
wound. 1t was sympathy going out to-
ward an object most necessitous, and
one that he could easily understand And
SO it is with Christ, though wounded all
over Himself, He hears the cry of our
ment, the cry of our poverty, the cry of our
wretchedness, and He says: 81 must go and
help that soul, ;" and He rolls over with
wounds In head, wounds in hands, wounds in
feet, toward us, until He comes just where we
are weltering in our own blood, and He puts
His arm over us--and see it is wounded
arm, and it is wounded hand-and
as He throws His arm over us I hear Him
say: II have loved thee with an everlast-
ing love-"
Again, we must look TO Christ as our final
rescue. We cannot with these eyes, however
good our sight may be, catch a glimpse Of
l the heavenly land for which our souls long,
But have no more doubt that beyond the
cold river there is place of glory and of
rest, than we have that across the Atlantic
Ocean there is another continent. But the
heavenly land and this land stand in mighty
contrast. This is baTrenness and that yer.
dure. These shallow streams of earth which
thirsty OK might drink dry, OF a mules
hoof trample into mire, compared with the
bright crystalline river from under the
throne, ON the banks of which river the ar.
IF hoo " nd init yfyf oe ola
flood the trees of life dip their branches
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