The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1891-09-08

90 to the wrong crib or they 90 in the
wrong way. When the plague was in
Rome great many years ago, there
wer eighty men who chanted them
selves to death with the litanies of Greg
ory the Great-literally chanted them
selves to death, and yet it did not stop
The plague. And all the music of this
world cannot halt the plague of the hu-
man heart.
l come to some one whose ailments
are chronic, and say, "Ln heaven you
will never be sick" That does not
give you much comfort. What you
want is soothing power for your pres
ent distress. Lost children, have you?
come to you and tell you that in ten
years perhaps you will meet those loved
ones before the throne of God. But
there Is but little coincidence in hat.
One day is a year without them, ten
years ls u small eternity. What you
want is sympathy now-present help.
come to those of you who have lost
dear friends, and say: "Try to forget
them. Do not keep the departed al.
ways in your mind" How can you for
get them when every figure In The car
pet and every book and every picture
and every room calls out tneir name.
Suppose come to you and say by
way Of coincidence, God is wise." "Oh,"
you say, "that gives me no help" Sup
pose come to you and say, God, from
"Ahl" you say. "tllat does inc no good"
Then l say, "Wlth the swift feet of
prayer 60 direct to the cora crib for a
heavenly supply" You go. You say,
"Lord, help me, Lord, comfort me-"
But no help yet. No comfort yet. 1t
is all dark. What is the matter7 /
have found. You ought to go to God
and say: "Here, o Lord, are the
wounds of my soul, and bring with
me the wounded Jesus. Let his wounds
pay for my wounds, his pcreavements
my loneliness, his heartbreak for my
heartbreak. o Godl for the sake of the
Lord Jesus Ghrist-the God, the man,
the Benjamin, the brother-deliver my
agonized soul O Jesus of the weary
foot, ease my fatigue. D Jesus of the
aching head, heal my aching head. o
Jesus of the Bethany sisters, roll away
the stone from the door Of the grave"
That is the kind of prayer that brings
help; aud yet how many of you are get
ting no help at all, for the reason that
there is in your soul, perhaps, secret
| trouble. You may never have men.
toned it to single human ear or you
may have mentioned 1t to some one
who is now gone away, and that great
| sorrow is still in your soul. After
| Washington Irving was dead they
! found little box that contained a
braid of hair and miniature aud the
name of Matilda Hoffman, and mem
orandum of her death and remark
something like this: "The world after
| that was blank to mo. 1 went into
the country, but found no peace in SOL
itude. l tried to go into society, but
been horror hanging over mo by night,
and by day, and / am afraid to be
alone"
| FALSE AND FOOLISH PROMISES.
How many unuttered troubles! No
human ear has ever heard the sorrow.
| Oh, troubled soul, want to tell you
| that there is oae salve that can cure the
| wounds of the heart, and that Is the
salve made out of the tears of sym
pathetic Jesus. And yet some of you
| will not take this solace; and you try
try strong drink, and you try change of
scene, and you try new business asso.
| Citations, and anything and Everything
rather than take the Divine companion.
ship and sympathy suggested by the
words of my text when it says, "You
shall not see my face again unless your
brother be with you." Oh, that you
might understand something OF the
height and depth and length and
breadth and immensity and iniinity of
Gods eternal consultations.
/ 60 further, and find in my subject
hint as to the way heaven opens to
the departing spirit. We are told that
heaven has twelve gates, and some peo-
pie infer from that fact that all the
people will 60 in without reference to
their past life; but what is the use of
having gate that is not sometimes to
be shut? The swinging Of a gate i'm
plies that our entrance into heaven Is
| conditional. 1t Is not monetary con-
dition. If we come to the door Of an
exquisite concert we are not surprised
that we must pay fee. for we know
that fine earthly music is eXpensive;
but all the oratOrios of heaven cost
nothing. Heaven pays nothing for its
music. 1t is all free. There is nothing
to be paid at that door for entrance;
but the condition of getting into heaven
is our bringing our divine Benjamin
along with us. Do you notice how
often dying people cGii upon Jesus? 1t
Is the usual prayer offered-the pr aver
offered more than all the other prayers
put together Jesus receive my
spirit"
One OF Our U >ns5 ;s,.,.'nn. when asked
in the closing moments of his life, "Do
you know us?" said: "Oh. yes, know
you. God bless you. Good-by. Lord
Jesus, receive my Spirit" and he was
gone. Oh, yes, in the closing moments
OF our life we must have q Christ to
call upon. If Jacobs sons had gone to-
ward Egypt, and had gone with the
very finest equipage. and had not taken
Benjamin along with them. and to the
question they should have been obliged
to answer: "Sir, we didn't bring him,
as father could not let him go; we didn't
| want to be bothered with him." a voice
from within would have said: "Go
| away from us. You shall not have any
Of this supply You shall not SEQ my
face because your brother is not with
YOU"
MANS EXTREMITY, GODS TIME.
And IL we come UP toward the door
Of heaven at last, though we come from
all lnxuriance and brilliancy of sur
| roundings, and knock for admittance
| and 1T is found that Christ Is not with
us, the police of heaven will beat us
back from the breadhouse. saying:
depart, never knew you" If Jacobs
sons, coming toward Egypt, had lost
everything on the way; If they had ex-
pended their last shekel; if they had
come up utterly exhausted 10 the corn
cribs of Egypt, and 1T had been found
| that Ben niamiu was with them all the