Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1890-08-22

luon calculated to set the demon nations
Of Christians quarreling. lie was sowing
nettles. A minister in Boston advertised
that he would preach Il sermon on the su-
pcriority Of transcCndental and organized
forces to untranscendental and unorRitn-
lied forces. What was he sowing? The
Lord Jesus Christ nineteen centuries ago
planted the divine seed of doctrine. 1t
sprang up. On one side Of the stalk are all
the churches of Christendom On the other
side Of the stalk are all the free govern
ments OF the earth, and on the top there
shall be a Towering millennium after
a while. All from the gospel seed OF doc
trine. Every word that a parent, or Sab
bath school teacher, or city missionary, or
other Christian worker speaks for Christ
comes up. Yea, it comes up with com
pound interest-you saving one soul, that
one saving ten, the ten hundred, the hun
dred a thousand, the thousand ten thou
sand the ten thousand one hundred thou
sand-on, on forever
Again | remark, in grace rs in the farm
there must be a narrowing. | refer now
not to harrow that goes over the field in
order to prepare tine ground for the seed,
but harrow which goes over after the
seed, sinking it down into the earth so
that it can take root. There are new kinds
Of harrow, but the barrow as l remember
it was made of bars of wood nailed across
each other, and the under side of each bGr
was furnished with sharp teeth, ara when
the horses were hitchcd to it it went tear
ing and leaping across the field, driving
the seed down into the earth until It sprung
up in the harvest. Bereavement, sorrow,
persecution are the Lords hnrrows to sink
the gospel truth into your heart. There were
truths that you heard thirty years ago that
have not affected you until recently. Some
great trouble came over you, and the truth
was narrowed IN, and it has come up.
" nat did God mean in this country in
1851? For century there w&s the gospel
preached but great deul of it produced
no result. Then God harnesscd a wild
panic to harrow of commercial disaster,
and that harrow went down Wall street
and up Wall street, down Third street
aud up Third street, down State street and
tp state street Un!l the Whole land was
-orn to pieces as 1t had never been before.
What followed the narrow? y great
awllolinE in which there were 800, 900
souls brought into the kingdom Of our
lord no harrow, no crop.
TIE CHRISTIANS EEATING.
Again roWar., in grace as in the farm
there must DE d Gaping. Many Christians
speak Of religion ass though it were a mat
ter of economic or III trance They OK
pcct to reap it, the next world Oh no!
Vow Is the time to reap. Gather mp the
JOY Of the Christian religion this morning.
this afternoon, this r,.Nt If You have not
as much grace as lod Woui like to have,
thank God for what you have and pray
for more. You are no worse cu,I.ved than
Joseph, no worse troubled tEHu wis David,
no wo1se scourEcd than WITS Paul Yet,
amid the rafting Of letters, and amid
the gloom Of dungeons. and amid the
horror Of shipVrec.., they triumphed in
the grace of God The weakest man
here has 500 acres of spiritual Joy all
ripe Why do you not 90 and reap it? You
have been groaning over your iuirmitcs
for thirty years. Now give one round shout
over your emancipation You say you have
it so hard; you might have it worse. You
wonder why this great cold trouble keeps
revolving through yoHr SOUL turning and
turning, with a black hand on the crank.
All, that trouble is the criudotonc ON which
you are to sharpen your sickle. 70 the
fields, Wake up, Take of your green
spectacles, your blue spcctacles, your black
spectacles. Pull up the corners of your
mouth as far as you pull chem down. To
the fields Reap! reap!
Again | remark. in grace rs in farming
there Is inc for thlc.Lng. | tell YOU
bluntly that is death just Is a farmer
beats the wheat out of the straw so death
beats the soul out Of the body. Every
sickness is stroke Of the hail. ANA the
sickbed is the threshing floor, What say
you, is death 70 a good man only taking
the wheat out of the straw. That is all.
An aged man has fallen asleep. Only
yesterday you saw him in the sunny porch
playing with his grandchildren. Calmly
he received themessaRe to leave this world.
He 5nde pleasant Good-by to his old
friends. The telegraph carries the tidings,
and on swift rail trains the kindred come,
wanting once more 10 look on the face OF
dear old grandfather Brush back the
gray hairs from his brow; it will never
ache again. Put him away in the stunt Der
of the tomb. He will not he afraid of that
night, Grandfather was never afraid of
anything lie will rise in the morning Of
the rcsurrection.' Grandfather was always
the first To rise. His voice has already
mingled in the doXology of heaven. Grand
father always did sing in church. Any
thing CHASTITY in that? No. The thresh-
ing of the wheat out of the straw. That
is all
DEAR LORD, GIVE Me SLEEP"
The Saviour folds lamb in his bosom.
The little child filled all the house with her
music, and her toys are scattered all up and
down the stairs just as She left them
What if the hand that plucked o'cloclls
out Of the meadow is still? 1t VIII wave
the eternal triumph. What if the voice
that made music in the home is still? 1t
will sing the eternal hosanna. Put white
rose in ona hand and red rose in the
other hand, and Il wreath of orange bios
SONS on the brow; the white flower for the
victory, the red flower for the Saviour's
sacrifice the orange blossoms for her mar
riage day. Anything CHASTITY about THAR
Oh, no. The sun went down and the flower
shut. The wheat threshed out Of the straw
Dear Lord, give me sleep" said dying
boy, the son of one of my elders Dear
Lord, give me sleep" And he closed his
eyes and awoke in glory. Henry W. Long
fellow, writing a letter Of coincidence to
those parents, said: "Those last words were
beautifully poetic; Dear Lord, give me
sleep"
Twas not in cruelty not in wrath
That the reaper came that day:
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