New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1890-02-26

stio :" iictl ue ioulQ HOW. through Cn11St, he
i was pardoned and saved, he wrote to afriend.
/ saving: Come over and join us great and
awful sinners saved by the grace OF God.
/ You seem to be only a slender sinner, and
you don't much ,extol the grace OF, God: but
we that have been such very awful sinners
been redeemed" Can it be thatyou are so
| desperately egotistica that Y gu feel yourself
| in first rate spiritual trim, and that rom the
| root OF the hair to the tip of the toe YOU are
immaculate and scarless? What you need is
| q looking glass, and here it IS in the Bible
Poor and Wretched and miserable, and
| blind, and naked from the crown ofthe head
| to the sole OF the foot. full of wounds and
| putre ying sores. No health in us. And then
| take the fact that Christ gathered up all the
notes against us and paid them, and then
offered us the receipt.
And how much we need HMM our sorrowsl
We are independent O. cireumst ances if we
have his grace. Why. he made Paul sing in
the dungeon, and under that grace ST. John
from desolate Patmos heard the blast of the
apocalFptic trumpets. After all other can
dies have been snuffed out, this is the light
that gets brighter and brighter unto the per-
feet day; and after, under the hard hoo.s of
calamity, all the pools o. worldly enjoyment
have been trampled into deep mre, at the
foot of the eternal rock the Christian, from
cups of granite lily trimmed and vine covered,
puts out the thirst of his soul.
in dying alterations.
lhave not any sym pathy with the M orbidity
abroad about our demise. The Emperor of
ConstantinoDle arranged tn lat on the day of
his coronation the stone mason should come
and consult him about the tombstone that a.
ter awhile he would need And there are men
who are monomaniacal on the subject of de
parture from this life by death, and the more
they think of it the less they are prepared to
go. This is an unmanliness not worthy of
you, not worthy of me.
Saladin, the greatest conqueror of his day,
while dying, ordered that the tunic he had on
him be carried after his death on his spear at
the head OF his army, and that then the SOL
der. ever and anon, should stop and say:
Behold, all that is left OF Saladin, the en-
peror and conqueror! OF all states he con-
quered, O. all the wealth he accumulated.
nothing did he retain but this shroud." |
have no sympathy with such behavior, or
such absurd demonstration, or with much
that wo hear uttered in regard to departure
from this Ii to the next There is a COM
mon sensical idea on this subject that you
and need to consider-that there are only
two styles of departure.
thousand feet underground, by light of
torch tolling in a miners shaft, q ledge of
rock may fall upon US, and we may die a
miners DEATH Far out at sea, falling from
the slippery ratlines and broken on the Ii al
y
sion mercy in hospital, amid broken bones
and reeking leproses and raging tevers, we
may die u phlanthropist's death On the
field OF battle. serving God and our country
slugs through the heart, the gun carriage
may roll over US, and we may die PATRIOTS
death. But, after all, there are only two
STYLES Of departure-the death of the
righteous and tho death of the wicked-and
we all want to die the former.
God grant that when that hour comes YOU
may be at home. You want the hand ofyour
kindred in your hand. You want your chill
dren to surround you. You want the light
on your pillow from eyes that have long re-
Elected your love You want the room still
You DO not want any curious strangers
standing around watching you. You want
your kindred from afar to hear your last
prayer. | think that is the wish of all Of us.
But is that all? Can enrthy friends hold us
up when the pillows OF death come up to the
glrdle? Can human voice charm open heav-
ems gate? Can human hand pilot us through
the narrows OF death into heavens harbor?
Gan any earthly friendship shield us from the
arrows of death, and in the hour when Satan
shall practice upon us his in ernal archery?
No, no, no, no! Alas! Poor soul, if that is
ALL Better die in the wilderness, far from
tree shadow and from fountain, alone. vul-
lures circling through the air waiting
Tor our body. unknown to men, and to
have no burial. if only Christ could say
through the solitudes: II will never leave
thee; will never forsake thee" From that
pillow Of stone ladder would soar heaven
ward. angels coming and going; and across
the solitude and the barrenness would come
the sweet notes Of heavenly minstrelsy.
Gordon Hall, far from home. dying in the
door of a heather temple, said 'sGlory to
thee. O Godl' What did dying Wilberforce
say to his wife? Come and sit beside me.
and let us talk of heaven. Inever knew what
happiness was until found Christi" What
did dying Hannah More say? 'sTo go to
heaven, think of what it isl To go to Christ,
who died that | might live! Oh, glorious
grave! Oh, what q glorious thing it is to
die! Oh, the love Of Christ, the love of
Christi What did Mr.. Toplady, the great
hymnmaker, say in his last hour? "Who
can measure the depths of the third heaven?
Oh, the sunshine that fills my soul! l shall
soon be gone, for surely no one can live in
this world after such glories as God has man.
Tested to my soul''
What did the dying Janeway say? 'I can
as easily die as close my eyes or turn my head
in sleep. Before a few hours have passed l
and forty and four Thousand and with the
just men made perfect. and we shall ascribe
riches, and honor, and glory, and majesty.
and dominion unto God and the Lamb"
Dr.. Taylor, condemned to burn at the stake
on his way thither broke away from the
and jumping toward the fire, glad to go to
Jesus and to die for him. Sir Charles
Hare, in last moment, bad such
rapturous vision that he cried:
Upward, upward. upward" And so
great was the peace of one Of Christs disci-
Piles that he put his fingers upon the pulse in
his wrist and counted it and observed it; and
SO great was his placidity that after while
he said: ''Stoppedl" and his lle had ended
here to begin in heaven. But grander than
that was the testimony OF the worn out first
missionary when, in the.M amartine dungeon,
he cried: 81 am now ready to be
offered, and the time of my departure is at
hand; have fought the good fight, have
finished my course. have kept the faith
henceforth there is laid up for me crown of
righteous which the Lord, the righteous
Judge. will give me in that day, and not to
me only, but to all them that love his APP
pearing!' Do you not see that Christ is
above all in dying alleviations?
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