Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1891-06-29

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le der and the Alps on the other-ho'
II much less can you carry all the sins {
et your lifetime. Christ comes and look
a down in your face and says II hav
e come through all the decorations G
these days, and through all the ten
pests of these nights. have come t
bear your burdens and to pardon you
sins and to pay your debts Put then
o on my shoulder Put them on In,
: heart" "On him the Lord hath laiC
! the iniquity of us all"
, FROM GODS LAW THERE Is NO ESCAPE
Sin has almost pestered the life ou
Of some of you. At times it has mad,
! you cross and unreasonable. and it ha!
spoiled the brightness Of your days anc
the peace of your nights. There are
! men who have been riddled of sin. The
world gives them no solace. Gossamei
and volatile the world, while eternity,
as they look forward to it, is black as
midnight They writhe under the stings
of a conscience which proposes to 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 position they oc-
cupy is the position occupied by scores
hundreds and thousands of men who
never found any hope.
If this meeting should be thrown
open and the people who are here could
| give their testimony, what thrilling ex-
periences we should hear on all sides
There is man in the gallery who would
say; 81 had brilliant surroundings, /
had the best education that one of the
best collegiate institutions of this coun-
try could give and I observed all the
moralities of life, and was self right
eous, and thought was all right be-
fore God as | ain all right before men;
but the Holy Spirit came to me one
day and said, You are sinner;' the
Holy Spirit persuaded ME of the fact
While | had escaped the sins against
the law of the land, l had really com
mitted the worst sin a man ever com
mits-the driving back of the Son of
God from my hearts affections And |
| saw that my hands were red with the |
blood of the Son of God, and | began
to 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 a man who would say 81
was the worst drunkard in New York
went from bad to worse; | destroyed
myself, | destroyed my home my chill
dren covered when entered the house
when they put up their lips to be kissed
| struck them; when my wife protested
against the maltreatment / kicked her
into the street. | know all the bruises
and all the terrors of drunkard's
woe. / went on further and further
from God until one day got letter
saying;
MY DEAR HUsBAND-I have tried every
way, done everything and prayed earnestly
and fervently for your reformation, 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 coming ! am broken
hearted; am sick. Mother and father have
been here frequently and begged me to como
home, but my love for you and my hope for
brighter days have always made me refuse
them. That hope seems now beyond realiza-
tion, and have returned to them. 1t is hard,
and | battled long before doing 1t. May God
bless and preserve you and take from you that
accursed appetite and hasten the day when we
shall be again living happily together. This
will be my daily prayer, knowing that he has
said, Come unto me all ye that labor and are
heavy laden, and will give you rest From
your loving wife, MARY.
"And so l wandered on and wan
dered on, says that man, until one
night l passed Methodist meeting
house, and l said to myself, III go in
and see what they are doing, and |
got to the door and they were singing
All may come, whoever will,
This Man receives poor sinners STILL
"And dropped right there where
was, and l 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, 1t was the
truth that this day you proclaim, ON
him the Lord had laid the iniquity of
us all. ,"
THE WORST oUTCAsT MAY COME.
Yonder is a woman who would say
II wandered oil from my fathers
house; heard the storm that pets on
lost SOUL my feet were blistered on
the hot rocks. | went ON and on,
thinking that no one cared for my soul,
when one night Jesus met me and he
said; Poor thing, go home; your ia
ther is waiting for you, your mother is
waiting for you. Go home, poor thingr
And, sir, | was too weak TO pray, and l |
was too weak to repent, but | just
cried out; | sobbed out my sins and my
SORROWS on the shoulders of him of
whom it is said the Lord hath laid on
him the iniquity of us ALL
There Is a young man who would
say; Il had Christian bringing upi
| came from the country TO city life; l
started Well; l had good position, q
good commercial position, but one
night at the theater met some young
men who did me no good, They
dragged me all through the sewers OF
iniquity, and | lost my morals and l
lost my position, and was shabby and
/ vretehad | WAS poinc down the street