The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1891-08-07

all the decorations Of these days and
| through all the tempests OF these
nights; have come 70 bear your bur
dens and 70 pardon your sins and 20 pay
/ your debts. Put them on My shoulder
. put them on Nv heart" "On Him the
Lord hath laid the iniquity Of us all"
Sin has almost pestered the life out
Of some Of you At times IL has made
you cross and unreasonable, and IL has
spoiled the brightness of your days and
the peace Of your nights.
There are men who have been riddled
of sin. The world gives them no solace.
/ Gossamer and volatile the world, while
/ eternity, a. they look forward 20 il, is
black as midnight They writhe under
7 the stings Of conscience which pro-
poses 10 give no rest here and no rest
hereafter; and yet they do not repent,
they do not pray, they do not weep.
They do not realize that Just the posi-
ton they occupy is the position occu-
pied by scores hundreds, and thou
sands OF men who never found any
hope.
II this meeting should be thrown
open and the people who are here could
give their testimony, what thrilling ex.
perlcnccs wc should hear on all sides!
There is man in the gallery who
would say: IL had brilliant surround
ings, had the best education that one
of the best collegiate institutions of
this country could give. and ! observed
all the moralities OF life, and have self
righteousness, and thought / was
oil - 4 Il .ig.l,t
before men; but the Holy Spirit came
N me one day and said: "You
are a sinner" the Holy Spirit persuaded
me of the fact While had escaped
the sins against the law OF the land,
had really committed the worst sin
man ever commits--thc driving back of
the Son of God from my hearts affcc.
tons And saw that my hands were
red with the blood Of the Son of God.
and began 20 pray and peace came TO
my heart and know by experience
that what you say this morning is true.
ON Him the Lord hath laid the iniquity
of us ALL"
Yonder is man who would say: 81
was the worst drunkard in New York;
went from bad 10 worse; ! destroyed
myself, destroyed my home; my chill
drcn covered when ] entered the house:
when .hey put mp their lips 10 be kissed
! struck them: when my wife protested
against the maltrcatmcnt, ! kicked her
into the street | know all the bruises
ana AL the terrors Of drunkards woe
] wcr; IN further and further from God
until one day got letter saying:
My dear husband: ] have tried
every way, done every thing, and pray
ed earnestly and fervently for your re-
formation, but il seems of no avail.
Since our little Henry died with the
exception of those few happy weeks
when you remained sober, my life has
been one OF sorrow. Many Of the nights
| have sat by the window with my face
bathed in tears, watching for your COM
ing. am heart broken, ] am sick.
Mother and father have been here fire.
qucntly and begged me TO come home,
but my love for you and my hope for
brighter days have always made me re-
fuse them That hope seems now be-
yond realization, and have returned TO
them II is hard, and battled long be-
fore doing IL.
Nay pD'l DlchN anu NOus anu
take from you that accursed appetite
and hasten the day when we shall be
again living happily together. This
will he my daily prayer, knowing that
he has said Come unto me all We that
labor and are heavy laden, and will
give you rest From your loving wife,
MARY"
"And so wandered on and wandered
on, says that man, until one night
passed a Methodist meeting house, and
| said Ia myself: ri go in and see what
they arc doing, and got to the door
and they were singing:
All may come. whoever will,
This Man receives poor sinners still.
And I dropped right there where
was and | said: God have mercy, and
He had mercy on me. My home is re-
stored my wife sings all day long dur
ing work, my children come out "a long
way to greet me home, and my house
hold is little heaven. will tell you
what did all this for me. II was the
truth that this day you proclaim: ON
Him the Lord had laid the iniquity OF
US all >"
Wonder Is woman who would say:
~ wandered off from my fathers
house; heard the storm that pclts on
a lost soul; my feet were blistered on
the hot rocks. | went on and on, think
ing that no one cared for my soul, when
one night Jesus met me and said Poor
thing, go home! your father is waiting
for you, your mother is waiting for you
Go home, poor thing" and, sir
was too weak To pray, and | was
too weak to repent, but ! just cried out,
! sobbcd out my sins and my sorrows
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