Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-05-20

| pleaSdnJneSS anu all 1er paths are peace. OD
you who have been trying to satisfy yourselves
with the south land' of this world, do you no
feel that you would, this morning, ike to hav'
access to the neither springs of spiritual com
fort? Would you not like to have Jesus Chris
bend over your cradle and bless your table ant
heal your wounds and strew flowers of consoia
ton all up and down the graves of your dead
IT'S religion that can give
| Sweetest pleasures while we live;
/ us religion can supply
| Sweetest comfort when we die.
But have something better to tell you, sug
| Caleb, on the wedding day of his daughter
wanted to make her just as happy as possible
| Though Othniel was taking her away. and his
| heart was almost broken because she was
| going, yet be gives her south land;' not only
that but the neither springs; not only that but
the upper springs. o God, my Father, thank
in this world, and the neither springs of spirit
ual comfort in this world; but, more than all, l
thank Thee for the upper springs in heaven.
1t is very fortunate we cannot see heaven
until we get into it. Oh, Christian man, if you
could see what place it is. we would never get
you back again to the Office or store or shop.
and the duties you ought to perform would go
neglected l am glad shall not SEE that world
until enter it. Suppose we were allowed to
go on an excursion into that good land with the
idea of returning. When we got there, and
faces. and mingled in the supernal society," we
would cry out: Let us stay!
WE ARE COMING
here anyhow. Why take the trouble of going
back again to that old world9 We are here
now; let us stay" And it would take angelic
violence to put US out of that world, if once we
got there. But as people who cannot afford to
pay for an entertainment sometimes come
around it and look through the door ajar, or
through the openings in the fence, SO we come
and look through the crevices in that good
land which God has provided for us. We can
just catch a glimpse OF it. We come near
enough tc hear the rumbling of the eternal or
chestra, though not near enough to know who
blows the cornet or who fingers the harp. My
soul spreads out both wings and claps them in
triumph at the thought of those upper springs.
One Of them breaks from beneath the throne;
another breaks forth from beneath the altar of
the temple; another at the door of ''the house
of many mansions" Upper springs of glad
nessl Upper springs of light! Upper springs
of lovel 1t is no fancy of mine. "The Lamb
which is in the midst of the throne shall lead
them to living fountains of water"
Oh, Savior divine, roll in upon our souls one
the roots of the parched tongue one drop of
that liquid life.i Toss before our vision those
fountains of God, rainbowed with eternal VIC
tory. Hear it They are never sick there: not
so much as headache, or twinge rheumatic, or
thrust neuralgia. The inhabitant never says:
II am sick" They are never tired there.
Flight to farthest world is only the play of a
holiday. They never sin there. 1t is as easy
for them to be holy as it is for us to sin. They
never die there You might go through all the
outskirts of the great city and find not one
place where the ground was broken for grave.
The eyesight of the redeemed is never
BLURRED WITH TEARS.
There is health in every cheek. There is
spring in every foot There is majesty on
every brow. There is joy in every heart.
There is hosanna on every lip. How they must
pity us as they look down and see u.s. and say:
"Poor things away down in that world" And
when some Christian is hurled into a fatal ac-
cident, they cry: Good! he is comingr' And
when we stand around the couch of some loved
one (whose strength is going away and we
shake our heads sfOrebodingly, they cry: II am
glad he is worse; he has been down there long
enough. There, he is deadl Come homei
Come homer Oh, if we could only get our
ideas about that future world untwisted our
thought of transfer from here to there would
be as pleasant to us as it was to a little child
go homer And he said: To-day. Florence"
To-day? So soonf l am so gladr'
wish 1 could stimulate you with these
oh Christian man, to the highest
possible exhilaration. The day of your deliv-
erance is coming, is coming. 1t is rolling on
with the shining wheels of the day, and the jet |
wheels of the night. Every thump of the |
heart is only a hammer stroke striking off |
another chain of clay. Better scour the deck |
and coil the rope, the harbor is only six miles |
away. Jesus will come down in the ''Narrows"
to meet you Now is your salvation nearer |
than when you believed.
Unforgiven man, unpardoned man, will you |
not to-day make a choice between these two |
portions, between the south land" of this |
world, which slopes to the desert, and this |
glorious land which thy father offers thee, |
running with eternal water courses? Why let |
your tongue be consumed with thirst when there |
are the neither springs and the upper springs, |
comfort here, and
GLORY HEREAFTER?
Let me tell you, my dear brother, that the |
'illiest and wIckedest thing man ever does is |
20 reject Jesus Christ The loss of the soul is |
mistake that cannot be corrected. 1t is a |
downfall that knows no alleviation; it is a ruin |
hat is remediless; it is a sickness that has no
nedicament: it is grave into which a man |
yoes, but never comes out. Therefore, putting
ny hand on your shoulder. as one brother puts
his hand on the shoulder of brother saw
his day, be manly and surrender your hearts |
% Christ You have been long enough serving
he world; now begin to serve the Lord who
bought you. You have tried long enough to
larry these burdens; let Jesus Christ put His
shoulder under your burden. Do hear any
,ne in the audience say: II mean to attend to
hat after awhile; it is not just the time ?'' 1t
S the time, for the simple reason that you are
morning, and he sent me here to confront you
With this message. and you must hear
low that Christ died to save your
oul, and that if you want to be saved
-ou may be saved. "Whosoever will let him
ome." You will never find any more con-
-enient season than this. Some of you have |
,een waiting 10. %, 80. 40, so and 80 years. On
ONE of you the snow has fallen. 1 see it on
our brow, and yet you have not attended to
hose duties which belong to the very
pringtime of life. 1t is September with you
low, it is October with you, it is December with
ou. am no alarmist. l simply know this; if
man does not repent in this world he never
epents at all, and that now is the accepted
ime, and now is the day of salvation. Oh. put
If this matter no longer. Do not turn your
ack on Jesus Christ VINO comes to save you,
est you should lose your soul.
On Monday morning friend of mine started
rom New Y FORK to celebrate her birthday with
er daughter in Virginia. On Saturday of the
anne week. just after sunrise, l stood at the
ate of Greenwood waiting for her silent form
D come in. 1t is a long journey to take in one
New York to Philadelphia, from
Philadelphia to Baltimore, from Baltimore to
Washington, from Washington to Virginia. from
irginia into the great eternity. "What thy
and fndeth to do, do it."
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