Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-08-13
Rev. DR.. TaImage's Sermon at
Topeka, Kansas.
WELCOMED BY LARGE CROWDS.
''Ye Have Sold Yourself for Naught; Ye Shall
Be Redeemed Without Money"
b Sermon Which Some May Consider
Peculiarly Appropriate for Kan
sas- Enough Gospel for
Fifty DIscourEes.
Special 20 The Gazette.

numbers TO hear the famous Brooklyn di-
vine. The subject of the sermon for this
week is "a Poor Investment" and the
text Isaiah lii, 3: .'Ye have sold yourselves
for naught; and ye shall be redeemed with
out money
The Lords people had gone headlong into
sin, and as punishment they had been car
ried captive to Babylon. They found that
iniquity did not pay. Cyrus seized Baby
Ion, and felt so sorry for these poor captives
that without a dollar of compensation he
let them 90 home. So that. literally, my
text was fulfilled: aye have sold your
selves for naught: and we shall be redeemed
without money
There is enough gospel in this text for
fifty sermons. There are persons here who
have, like the people of the text, sold out.
You do moi seem 10 belong either to your
selves or 10 Coo. The title-deeds have been
passed over to the world, the flesh, and
The devil" but the purchaser never paid up
aye have sold yourselves for naught.'
When 4 man passes himself over to the
world he expects TO get some adequate COM
pensation. He has heard the great things
that the world does for a man. and he be-
lieyes it. He wants $3.50 900. That viii be
horses and houses, and summer resort,
and Jolly companionship. To get it he parts
with his physical health by overwork.
HE PARTS WITH HIS CONSCIENCE.
He parts with much domestic enjoyment.
He parts with opportunities for literary
culture. He parts with his soul. And so
he makes over his entire nature to the
world He does it III four installmentS. He
pays down the first installment, and one
fourth of his nature is gone. He pays
down the second iliStallment, and one-half
of lis nature is gone. He pays down the
third lnstIllment, and threc-quarters of his
nature are gone; and after many years have
gone by he pays down the fourth install
l.. L.
Then he comes up To the world and says:
Good morning. / nave delivered to you
the goods. I have passed over to you my
body, my mind and my soul, and l have
come now to collect the two hundred and
fifty thousand dollars Two hundred
and fifty Thousand dolIarS?' says the world.
''What DO YOU meau2'' We'll, YOU say.
81 come to collect the money You owe me,
and expect you to fulfil your part of the
contract But, says the world, Il have
failed. / am bankrupt. ! cannot possibly
pay that debt. | have not for Il long while
expected to pay it" ''Well, - you then say,
give me back the goods '.Oh, no. says
the world, they are all gone. l cannot
give them back to you.' And there you
stand on the confines of eternity, your
spiritual character gone, staggering under
the consideration that
"YoU HAVE SOLD YOURSELF FOR NAUGHT."
l tell you the world is Z liar; it does not
keep its promises. 1t is a cheat, and it
fleeces everything ii can put its hands on.
Il is Il bogus world. 1t is a GOOO-year-old
swiudle. Even if it pays the $3.50 600 for
which YOU contracted il pays them in bonds
that will not be worth anything i'll a little
while. just as a man may pay down $4,000
in hard cash and get for il worthless scrip
SO the world passes over to you the $3.50,
GOO in that shape which viii not be worth a
farthing 10 YOU a thOusandth part of sec
ls.ft Kr.,f al.
lit Will help to bury me anyhow" Oh. my
brother! You need not worry about that.
The world Will bury you soon enough from
sanitary considerations.
Post-mortem Cmoluments are of no use to
you The treasures of this world win not pass
current in the future world: and if all the
wealth of the Bank of England We're put in
the pocket of your shroud, and you in the
midst of the Jordan of death were asked TO
pay three cents for your ferriage, yOu could
not do il. There comes 4 moment in YOUR
existence beyond which all earthly values
fail; and many man has Weakened up in
such time to find that he has sold out for
eternity, and has nothing TO show for il. /
should as soon think Of going to Chatham
street to buy
SILK OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
with 10 cotton in them as TO go to this
world expecting 10 find any permanent
happiness. II has deceived and deluded
every man who has ever put his trust in it.
History Tells us of one who resolved that
lie would have all his senses gratitied at
one and the same time and he expended
thousands of dollars on each sense. He
entered Il room, and there were the first
musicians of the land pleasing mis- ear, and
there We're fine pictures fascinating his
eye. and there were costly aromatics re-
calling his uoStrilS. and there were the
richest meats and wines and fruits and
CONNECTIONS, pleasing the appetite, and
there was a soft couch of sinful Indulgence
on which he reclined; and the man de-
clarcd atterward that he would give ten
times what he had given if he could have
one week of such enjoyment, even though
he lost his soul by ii! All! that was the
rub. He did lose his soul by it, Cyrus
the Couqueror thought for a little while
that he was making a fine thing out of this
world, and vet before he came to his grave
he wrote out this pitiful epitaph for his
monument: Il am Cyrus. l occupied the
Persian empire. | was king over Asia.
Begrud%e me not this monument" But
the world in after years plowed up his
seIulcher.
Tn, world clappe7 its hands and stamped
its feet in honor of Charles Lamb; but what
does he say. Il walk up and down, think
ing l am happy, but feeling am not"
Call the roll, and be quick about it. Samuel
Johnson the learned, Happy NO. | am
afraid shall some day be crazy William
Hazlitt the great essayist! Happy No.
] have been for TWO hours and half going
up and down Paternoster Row with
A VOLCANO IN MY BREAST"
Smollet, the witty author! Happy? "No.
am sick of praise and blame, and l wish
to God that l had such circumstances
around ne that l could throw my pen into
oblivion Buchanan. the world-reuowned
writer eNiled from his own country, ap-
sealing TO Henry VIII for protection!
Happy No. Over mountains covered
with snow, and through valleys flooded
with rain, | come 4 fugitive" Moliere the
popular iamatic author, Happy No.
That otch Of an actor just now recited
four OF my lines without the proper accent |
and gesture. To have the children of my
brain so hung, drawn and quartered, tor
lures me like condemned spirit
| went 10 see a wording die. As went |
into the hall l SAW its floor was tessellated
and its wall was picture gallery. ] found |
his death chamber adorned with tapestry
until il seemed as if the clouds of the set |
ting sun had settled in the room. The man |
had given forty years to the world-his wit. |
his time, his genius, his talent. his soul |
Did The world come in to stand by his death |
bed, and clearing off the walls of bitter |
put down any compensation! Oh. |
no. The world does not like sick and dying |
people, and leaves them in the lurch. II |
ruined this man and then left him. He had |
a magnificent funeral. All the ministers |
wore scarfs, and there were forty-three |
in row; but the departed man |
not the obsequies.
want to persuade my audience that this |