The Brookhaven leader., 1891-02-12

door on the third floor, you will hear a
knocking. 1t will be the hand of Jesus
Christ, the young mans friend,
saying: 80, young man, let me
come in; l will help thee, l will
comfort thee, l will deliver thee" Take
the Bible out of the trunk, if it has been
hidden away. If you have not the cour-
| age to lay it on the shelf or table, take
that Bible that was given to you by
some loved one, take it out of the trunk
and lay it down on the bottom of the
chair, then kneel down beside it, and
read and pray, and pray and read, until
all your disturbance is gone and you
feel that peace which neither earth nor
hell can rob you of. Thy fathers God,
thy mothers God, walls for othee, O
young man. Escape for thy life!" Es-
cape now! "One thing thou lackest"
But L apply this subject to the aged
not many here-not many in any assem-
blage. People do not live to get old.
That is the general rule. Here and
there an aged man in the house. tell
you the truth. You have lived long
enough in this world to know that it
can not satisfy an immortal nature. l
must talk to you more reverentially
than do to these other people, while
at the same time / speak with great
painless. o, father of the weary step,
o, mother bent down under the
ailments of life, has thy God ever
forsaken thee? Through all these
years, who has been your best friend?
Seventy years of mercies! Seventy
years of food and slothingl o how
many bright mornings! How many
glorious evening hours you have seen!
o father, mother, God has been very
good to you. DO you feel it? Some of
you have children and grandchildren
the former cheered your young life, the
latter twine your gray locks in their
tiny fingers. Has all the goodness
that God has been makiag pass before
you produced no change in your feel
ings, and must it be said of you, not
withstanding all this: zone thing thou
! lackest?'
must make my application to another
class of persons the poor. When you
can not pay your rent when it is due,
have you nobody but the landlord tc
talk to? When the flour has gone out
of the barrel, and you have Dot ten
cents with which to go to the bakery,
and your children are tugging at your
dress for something to eat, have you
| nothing but the worlds charities to apt
peal to? When the winter comes, and
there are no GOALS and the ash-barrels
have no more cinders, who takes care of
you? Have you nobody but the over
seer of the poor? But l preach to
YOU of a poor mans Christ. II you
do not have in the winter blankets
enough to cover you IN The night, l
want to tell you of Him who had not
where to lay His head. If you lie on
the bare floor, l want to tell you of
Him who had for pillow hard cross,
and whose footbath was the streaming
blood of His own heart. o you, pooS
man! o YOU, poor woman! Jesus unr
derstands your case altogether. Talk II
right out to Him tonight. Get down on
your floor and say: Lord Jesus Christ,
Thou vast poor and am poor. Help
me. Thou art rich now, and bring ma
up to Thy richesr' Do you think GoA
would cast you off win He? You
might as well think that mother would
take the child that feeds on her breast
and dash its life out as to think that God
would put aside roughly those who have
| fed to Him for pity and compassion,
Yea, the Prophet says: "A woman may
forget her sucking child, that she should
not have compassion ON the son OF her
womb, but will not forget thee"
If you have ever been on the sea, you
have been surprised in the first voyage
to find there are so few sails in sight.
| Sometimes you go along two, three
four, five, six and seven days, and dc
not see a single sail; but when vessel
| does come in sight, the sea glasses arc
lifted to the eye, the vessel is watched,
and if it comes very near, then thu
captain, through the trumpet, erie:
| loudly across the water: "Whither
| bound?"
So YOU and meet on this sea of life
We come and we go. Some of US have
| never met before. Some of us will
never meet again. But hail you across
| the sea, and with reference to the last
| great day, and with reference to tho
two great worlds, L cry across the
water: ''Whither bound? Whittier
bound?'' l know what service thai
craft was made for, but hast thou
thrown overheard the compass:
Is there no helm to guide it'
Is the ship at the mercy OF tho
tempest? Is there no gun of distress
booming through the storm? With
| priceless treasures-with treasures
aboard worth more than all the Indies
wilt thou never come up out of tho
trough of that sea? o, Lord God, lay
hold of that man! Son of God, if thou
vert ever needed anywhere, thou art
| needed here. = There are so many
sins to be pardoned. There arc
SO many wounds to be healed.
There are SO many souls to be saved
Help, Jesus! Help, holy Ghost! Help
ministering angels from the throne
Help. an sweet memories of the past
Help, all prayers for our future deliver
an ce! o, that now, in this, the accepted
time and the day of salvation, you would
hear the voice of mercy and live. Taste
! and see that the Lord is gracious. In this
closing moment of the service, when
every thing in the house is so favorable,
| when every thing is so still, when GOD
is so loving, and Heaven is SO near,
drop your sins, and take Jesus. DO no!
| cheat yourself out of Heaven. DO nN
| do that. God forbid that at the last,
| when it is too late to correct the ms
take, voice should rise from the Pn,
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