Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-11-18

was deck of fire. A ship of fire. sailing on
| a sea of hre. through night of fre. May l
never see anything like it againl
Everybody prayed. A lad of Il years Of age
| got down and prayed for his mother. "1f
| should give upn he said, Il do not know what
would become of mother" There were men
| who 1 think, had not prayed for 80 years, who
then got down on their knees.
NO HEsIrANoY ABOUT IT.
When man who has neglected God all his
life feels that he has come to his last time. it
makes very busy night. All of our sins and
shortcomings pass through our minds. My
own life seemed utterly unsatisfactory I
could only say, Here Lord, take me as 1 am.
| l cannot mend matters now. Lord Jesus, thou
didst die for the chief of sinners. That's me!
| It seems Lord, as if my work is done, and
poorly done, and upon Thy infinite mercy cast
| myself, and in this hour of shipwreck and
! darkness commit myself and her whom hold
| by the hand to Thee, o Lord JesusI praying
| that it may be a short struggle in the water,
and that at the same instant we may both ar
| rive IN gloryr"
when he has a cyclone above him, an ocean be-
meath him. and eternity SO close to him that be
can feel its breath on his cheek.
The night was long. AT last we saw the dawn
looking through the port holes. As in the
olden time, in the fourth watch OF the night.
Jesus came walking on the sea, from wave Cliff
TO wave cliff; and when He puts his foot upon
a billow, though it may be tossed up with
might it goes down. He cried to the winds,
hushl They knew His voice. The waves knew
HIS voice. The waves knew His foot They
died away. And in the shining track of his
feet read these letters on scrolls OF foam and
fire "The earth shall be filled with the knowl-
edge of God as the waters cover the sea-" The
ocean calmed. The path or the steamer De-
came more and more mild; until, on the last
morning out, the sun threw round ABOUT US q
glory such as / never witnessed before. God
made a pavement of mosaic, reaching from
horizon to horizon, for all the splendors OF
earth and heaven to walk upon-a pavement
bright enough for the foot of seraph-brlgnt
enough for the wheels OF the arcnangefs
chariot AS a parent embraces child, and
kisses away its grief, so over that sea, that had
been writhing in agony in the tempest the
morning threw its arms of beauty and OF Oene-
diction, and the lips of earth and heaven met
AS came on deck-it was very early, and we
were nearing the shore-I saw a Few sails
against the sky They seemed like the spirits
of the night walking the billows. leaned over
the taffrail of the vessel, and said, "rhy way,
o God, is in the sea, and Thy path IN the great
waters"
AFTER THE STORM.
It grew lighter. The clouds were hung in
purple clusters along the sky; and, as il those
purple clusters were pressed into red wine and
poured out upon the sea, every wave turned
into crimson. Yonder, fire cleft stood opposite
to fire cleft; and here, cloud, rent anu tlngeo
with light, seemed like palace, with flames
bursting from the windows. The whole scene
lighted up until it seemed as if the angels Of
God were ascending and descending upon
stairs of fire, and the wave crests, changed into
Jasper, and crystal and amethyst, as they we're
flung toward the beach, made me think OF the
crowns of heaven cast before the throne of the
great Jehovah. l leaned over the tatrall
again and said, with more emotion than be-
fore: THY way, y God, is in the sea, and Thy
path in the great watersF'
So, thought, will be the going of Of the
storm and night Of the Christians life. The
darkness will fold its tents and away! The
golden feet of the rising morn will come skip
ping upon the mountains, and all the wrathful
pillows of the worlds woe break into the splen-
dor Of eternal Joy. And SO we come into the
harbor. The cyclone behind US. Our friends
before US. God, who is always good, all around
u.s. And if the roll of the crew and the pas
sengers had been called, 200 souls would have
answered to their names. And SO 1t came to
pass that we all escaped safe to land" And
may God grant that, when all our Sabbaths on
earth are ended, we may find that through the
rich mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ, We all
have weathered the gale!
Into the harbor of heaven now we glide,
Home at lastl
Softly we drift on the bright silver tide,
Home at last!
GLORY to God! All our dangers are o'er;
We stand secure on the glOrifed shore.
Glory TO Godl we will shout eYermore.
Home at last!
Home at lastl