Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1890-02-10
TALMAGE AT HOME.
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A deli'ium il on hin. He rises from the
bsd and comes to the window, snd il is
easily lifted; so be lifts it. Taen be
puBhss back he blinds and puts his foot on
the window SILL TheD he gives enc spring,
and the Waterman finds his disfgured
body, uDTecOgliz ible, on tGe pavement.
o, If he had only waited little-if he had
come down on the scsflst ladder that Jesus
holds from the wall for him, aud for you,
and for me; but 10. he made one Jump,
aud VS. gone.
Sill iafther: w must Joke this red ord
of the t-xt and stretch it aciO,s tt wir =
dow OF our households. When the Israel
itish s;Ny came up against Je'i1ho they
said: WIS. is that IN ths Window
Some ons said: That 10 scarlet line. !"
20, cid some one else, "tbst must be the
hOnsa that was 10 bs spared DON'T touch
IT." That lice was thick enough, and long
enough, and conspicuous enough 10 save
Rahab, her father, her mother, her broth
ers and her sislers-ths entire family
Have oar households rs coed protection?
You hava bolts on the front door snd on
the back, and fasteriDgs to the window,
and peIhsps burglar alarms, aud perhaps
au especial Waterman blowing his whistle
et midnight before your dwelling but oil
ira, caruOt protect your household. Il
here on oar houses the sigu OF a Saviour's
sacrifice aud mere? Is there
scAnLET LINE
in tde window? Have your child en- b en-
con ieciete1 t. Christ? Have you bstn
wash d in tie blood of ths atluenept?
In what room dc yOu have Family preyarsP
Show me where it is you are accuet,med
t. knsei Th4 sby is black with iha con-
log daluge. Il your family inside or out
,iie Of tie ark? /, il a sad thing ter q
man 10 Iejtc: Christ, but to lie down IN
he night Of bis ain. across the psta to
heaven, 20 that bis fan IL come up aud
trip over him - that is terrific. 1t Is sad
thing for q mD,hsr to reject Ohrist; bus to
gather her ianily ar1usd htr and thec
lake thsm bY the band sCd lead TEN OUT
inc paths Il world nes1, a say from God
aid beaver, alas aies Th-re my b
&c a1ium and clctui in that family win
dOe. and upholstery hOveTi7g over it, aad
chi di ( .c,s looA inz out of it, bat there Ia
10 scarlet thread stretched aerJss il.
Nov, as l stand here, you do net zee
any hard5 ouistrsiched toward me, and
vet thsre are hands on nv brow and hsnds
on both my shoulders. roey are hands
parental Denedicti0D. Ii is quite good
many years $50 IoW since we folded those
hands as Trey began the last sleep On the
bsuks Of the Rartan in the village cam
eteIy; but those hands sire stretched oui
towards me to dsy, and they are just as
warm and they are just IS gentle e. when
| sst on her kuee At i've years Of ago.
And ! snall never shake Of those hand'.
do not went to. They bsve helped me
50 ruch thousand times already, and
do not expect 10 have uonble or trial
between this and my grave where those
hands will net help me. Il was ro.a
VERY SPLENDID HOME,
as the world calls il; bat who bad fam
ily Bible there, well worn by ie1der peru
sol, aud th,r4 was family altar there
ghers he kneit moroing ard night; and
there was a holy sabbath there; emo
stretched il a straight line or hu1g il
loops end fCstoons, ibsIe vas scarlet
line in the window. o tbs tender, pre-.
cioUs. blessed memory Of a CnFi=tiss
homel l. that The Impression yen ere
uskiug upon your children? Wien You
are dead--s1d il will not be long befor,
YOU sgc-When you are dead, viii your
child say: at there ever WAS good Chfis-
tian father mire Wss one. II there evei
gas q good Chratisn mother, mine wSs
oue?n
Sill farther we went this scarlet line
of the text drawn scrCss the window OF
cur prospects. see R,hab and her father,
sad b.r mother, aid her brothers and ais
tiers, looking out over Jericho, the city Of
palm trees, and across tho river, aud over
at tire army invading, and then up 10 The
mounteips ard the sky. Mind you, this
hoase was on the wall, and l suppose the
prospect from The wiDd0w must have been
very wide. Besides that l do not think
that the scarlet line at all inteifeTsd with
the view Of the Landscape. Toe assurance
it gave Of safety must have
ADDED TO THE BEAUTY
Of The country. To day, my friends, we
sit in the widow Of earthly prospects, ard
we look OF towards the hills tf heaven
aud the landscape of eternal bsauty. God
has op ned the window fer us, and Ve
look cat. We DOW only get a dim outline
of the inhabitants We nog only here
and there eaten a note Of the exquisite bar
mony.
Blu; blessed be God for this scsrle. line
ia the window. That tslls rue thst the
blooi of Christ brought that home for my
soul, aud I shall so there when my work
is done. And rs l PIT my hand on that
scarlet line. everything ia The future
brighiens. My eye sight gets bstter, and
tbs robes of the vic.cts are more lustrOus,
and our loved ones who went away some
time sg0-iheY do net stand any more
with heir backs to us, but their fsces are
tAis wsy and iheir voices drop through
this Sabbsth air, saying with all tender
ness and sSestness: 'Com,! COmel
COmtw And the child that you think Of
only es buEied-wby, ihece she 10, aod il
is May day in hesvep; and they gather
the smsrsn,b, and they pluck the lilies,
sud they twist them into garland fer
her brow, and she is one Of the May queens
of heaven. o do you think they could
see our waving to-day? Il ID quite 3
pleasant day, pretty clear and not many
clonds in the sky. wonder if they can
see Us from that coed lanc? l think they
CAP. Il from this window Of earthly pros.
meets re can almost STE them, then ffOm
thsir
TOWERS OF LIGHT,
| thiuk they can folly see us. Aud so
wave them the glory, AID wave thsm the
10y. and say: Have you got through
with all your troublet?" and their voices
answer: God hath wiped away all tears
from cur eyes" cay: rs il as grand up
there a. you thought il would b,?" aud
the voices answer: Eye bath Dot steD nor
ea- heard, neither hath Il entered into the
heart OF man. IL e things which God bath
prepared Tor thoss that love Him" ]
say: "Do you have any more struggle for
oresd?" and they snsweT: I'VE hunger no
more, we thirst no more" A0d | cay
Have You been out to The cemetery OF
the golden city?" and ihsy antwsI: There
ia 10 death here" And look ont through
the heavens and 1 say: "Whfre do you get
your light from nights, and wha, do you
bura 10 the templ,?' and tLey snswI:
There ia no night here, and We have no
need Of oaudls or of star" Ard say:
Whst book do You tiue oct of?" a-d
they aJsger: The Hall.luj n CaoTos."
And say; IN the splendor aud maenif-
ceuce Of The city, don't You ever get losl?n
and they answer; Tire Lamb which ia IN
the midst Of the throne leadeth as to liv-