Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1891-01-17

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Put your trust in God! After the
church has cast you of. and the bank
has cast you of, and social circles
! have cast you of, and all good society
has cast you of, and father has cast
you of, and mother has cast you of,
at your first cry for help God will bend
clean down to that ditch of your
iniquity to help you out. Oh, what a
God he is! Long suffering and gra-
: cious!
There may be in this house some
whose hnnd trelnbles so with dissipa-
ton they could hardly hold hymn
| book. say to such if they are here:
you will preach the gospel yet. You
/, will yet, some of you, carry the holy
communion through the asles, and you
will be acceptable to everybody be-
cause everybody will know yon are
saved and purified by the grace of God,
| and a consecrLtcd HAL. wholly conse-
Grated. Your business has got to come
! up. your physical health is to be re-
Lsbuiltr our fainilyis-to e.rcstored,.t the
T Church OF God on earth and-i heaven
is to rejoice over your coming. Other
sheep have | which are not of this
/ fold" If this is not the gospel | do
not know what the gospel is. 1t can
scale any height, it can fathom any
depth. it can compass any infinity. |
think one reason why there are not
moro people saved is we do not swing
the door wide enough open.
Now there is only one class Of persons
il this house about whom / have any
dependency, and that is those who
| have been hearing tie gospel for per-
haps twenty, thirty, forty years. Their
outward life is moral, but they tell you
frankly they do not love the Lord Jesus
; Christ, have not trusted him, have not
been born again by the spirit of God
They are gospel hardened. The gospel
has no more effect upon them than the
shining of the moon on the city pave
lnent The publicans and the barlots
go into the kingdom of God before
they. They went through, some of
them, the revival of 1857, when 500, 900
souls were brought to God. Some of
them went through great revivals in
individual churches. Stilr unpardoned,
unblessed. nnsaved. They were merely
spectators. Gospel hardenedl After
awhile we will hear that they are sick,
and thon that they are dead, and then
that they died without any hope. Cos
pei llardenedl
But l turn away from all such with
Il thrill of hope to those who are not
gospel hardened. Some of you have
not heard, perhaps, five sermons in five
years. This whole subject has been a
novelty to you for some time. You are
not gospel hardened; you know you
are not gospel hardened. The whole
subject comes freshly to your mind. l
hear some soul saying: "Oh, my wasted
life! Oh, the bitter past! Oh, the
graves stumbled over! Whittier shall
| hy2 The future is SO dark. SO dark,
so very dark God help mel
Oh, / am SO glad for that last utter
anee That was prayer, and as soon
rs you begin to pray that turns heaven
this way, and God steps in, and he
beats back the bounds Of temptation
to their kennels. and he throws all
around the pursued soul the covert of
his partoning mercy. heard some
thing fall. What was it' 1t was the
bars around the sheepfold, the bars of
the fence around the sheepfold. The
Heavenly Shepherd let them fall, and
the hunted sheep of the mountain come
bounding in, some with fleece torn of
the braInbles, and others with feet
lame from the dogs, but bounding in.
Thank God "Other sheep have l
which arc not of this fold.
God forbid that any Of you should
have the lamentation of the dying
nobleman who had had every oppor-
tunity of salvation, but rejected all,
and who wrote or dictated these words:
Before you-receiye this my final state
will be determined. l am throwing my
last stake for eternity, and trenlble and
s!!udder for the important issue. Oh,
my friend, with whatlloror do I recall
the hours of vanity we have wasted, to-
getllc:; but have a splendid passage
to tile grave. die in state, and Ian
grisL, under u gilded canopy. am ex-
piring on soft and downy pillows, and
am respectfully attended by my SER
wants and physicians. My dependents
sigh, my sisters weep, my father bends
benesa;h a load of years and grief. But
oh which of these will answer my su::i-
mons at the high tribunals And which
of these will bail me from the arrest OF
death? While some ilattering pane
gyric is pronounced at my interment, l
may be hearing my just condemnation
at supreme tribunal. Adieu!"
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