The Penn's Grove record., 1889-10-26

that he was q sick man, and they thought
they were growing In grace because they
were growing like him In depression Of
spirit. There were men to copy Cowper,
the poet, y glorious man, but sometimes
affiicted with melancholy almost to insanity,
There never was but one Being ct to copy,
A few centuries ago He came out through
humble surroundings, and with gait and man
ner and behavior different from anything th,
world had seen. Among all classes of people
he was . perfect model. Among fishermen,
He showed how fishermen should act. Among
taxgatherers, He showed how taxgathereri
should act. Among lawyers, He showed how
lawyers should act. Among farmers
He 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 inaccurate:
but they neyerfolnd it. They watched Him,
oh how they watched Himi He never went
into a house but they knew II, and they knew
how long He stayed, and when He came out,
and whether He had wine for dinner. SANDER
twisted her whips and wagged her poisoned
Him. Little children rushed 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 nevei. giving one sharp retort. Do You
want an example Of industry, see Him with
out one idle moment. Do you want a speci
men of sacrifice, look at His life of self de-
nial, His death of ignominy, His sepulcher of
humiliation. oh what an examplel His feet
wounded, yet He submitted to the journey.
lie hnoI~ ~-r - - ----s- ~
cross. Struck, He never struck back again.
Condemned, yet he rose higher than
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, thoy know not what they do.n All,
my brethren, that is the pole by which to set
your compass, that Is the headland by which
to steer, chat Is the light by which to kindle
your lamps that IL the example that we
ought all to follow. How 1t 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
Jesus and has learned Of Him.
Alexander wa going along with his army
In Persia and the snow and Ice were SO great
that the army halted and said: "We can't
march any further Then Alexander dis
mounted from his horse, took a pickax, went
ahead Of his army and struck into the ice
and saow. The soldiers said: IF he can do
that we can do it," and they took their picks
and soon the way was cleared and the army
marched on. 80 our Lord dismounted from
His glory, and through all Icy obstaclee news
a path for Himself n a path for US saying:
Follow Me! ! do not ask you to 60 through
any suffering, or fight any battles where /
do not lead the wayi Follow Hep
Again l remark, that we are to look to
(snriqt as n aumnothfzor ] va thnro anvhrlu
In the house to-day who does not want SYM
pathyi I do not know how any one can live
without sympathy. There arc thoea, how
ever, who have gone through very rough
paths in lie who bad 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 butSoned up spenniless
pocket. Ruthless spectators carried of the
fragments of an estate they were twenty
five years in getting with hard work.
How did they stand " without Christi
Death came into the nursery and there was
an empty crib. One voice less in the house
hold. One fountain less Of joy and laughter.
Two hands les, busy all day long in sport.
Two feet less to 60 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 III ! do not know. They trudged
the great Sahara with no water in the goat
slough Of despond and had no one to lift
them. In an trustworthy craft they put
out into q black Euroclydon.
My brother, my sister, there = . balm that
cures the worst wound. There d Hight that
will kindle up the worst das aess. There b q
harbor from the toughest oceAn. Yeu
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. ! come on no FOOLS errand
to-day. ! come with q balm that can
heal any wound. Are you sickf Jesus
was sick. Are you weary Jesus was weary.
Are you ~persecutedi Jesus wa ~persscuted.
Lazarnss Oh, yes, like a roe On the mount
Of Bother Jesus comes bounding to your
soul to-day, There Is not one passage Of
Scripture, every word Of which is a heart
throb: stCome unto Me, all ye who are
weary and heavy laden, and I 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 Laza,
rus and will ~gloriously break it open at the
right time, Genesaret cannot toss its ray
so high that Christ cannot walk them. The
cfuSo VI ui Wui huuitipiy inO III iLlmltdDle
supply. After the orchard seems to have
been robbed Of all its fruit, the Lord has one
tree left full Of golden and ripe supply. The
requiem may wall with gloom and with death:
but there cometh after a while a song, .
chant, an anthem, q battle march, q jubilee,
a coronation. Oh, do you not feel the breath
OF Christ's sympathy now you wounded
would like to tell you Of the chaplain in the
army who was wounded so he could not walk,
but he heard at a distance among the dying
a man who said: "Oh, my 9odF' He said to
himself; y must help that man though
can't walk
So he rolled over and rolled through his
v blood and rolled on over many Of the
slain, until he came where this poor fellow
was suffering and he preached to him the
Sort Of the Gospel, and with his W
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: II must 20 and
help that soul,n and He rolls over with
wounds IN head, wounds in hands, wounds in
feet. toward Us, until BE comes just where we
are weltering In our own blood, and He puts
Ills hTui over ub-duu ! ste IL lS u WOunueu
arm, and it is q wounded hand-and
as He throws His arm over us I hear Him
say; II have loved thee with an ever'ast
ing l9vs."
Again, We must look to Christ as our Una
rescue, We cannot with these ayes h0wsvs
good our sight may be, catch q glimpse q
the heavenly land for which our souls long
But / have no more doubt that beyond tn
cold river there Is q place OF glory and Q
rest, than we have that across the Atlanta
Ocean there Is another continent. But th,
heavenly land and this lam stand in mighty
contrast. This Is b~arrenness and that yer
dure. These shallow streams OF earth whicl
a thirsty OF might drink dry, or a mule
hoof trample into mire, compared with tn
bright Crystalline river from under tn
throne, on the banks Of which river the ar
mics of heaven may rest, and into whose clea
food the trees Of life dip their branches.
These instruments of earthly music, q
easily racked into discord, compared with tn
harps that thrill with eternal raptures, am
the trampets that are so musical that the,
wake the dead. These streets along which
we go painting in summer heat or shiverin,
in winters cold, and the poor man carries hi
burden and the vagrant asks for aims, ant
along which shuttle the feet Of pain and wan
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