The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1891-01-14

cause everybody will know you arc
saved and purified by lie grace of God,
and o consecratcd Hrn, wholly conse-
Grated. Your business has got to come
up, your physical health Is to be rebuilt,
your family is to We restored, the
Church of God on earth and in Heaven
is to rejoice over yo'.r coming. "0ther
sheep have I which are not II
this fold" II this is not the gos-
pei, do not know what the gospel is.
1t can scale any height. it can fathom
any depth, it can compass any infnity.
/ think one reason why there are not
more people saved is we do not swing
the doors wide enough open. Now thcrn
is only one class of fpersons in thishouse
about whom have any .despondency,
and that is those who have been hear
ing the gospel for perhaps, twenty,
thirty, forty years. Their outward life
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 ef-
feet upon them than the shining Of the
moon on the city pavements. The pub
licans and the harlots go into the king
Dom 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. Still
unpardoned, unblessed, unsaved. They
were merely spectators. Gospel-hard-
enedl After awhile we will hear that
they are sick, and then that they are
dead, and then that they died without
any hope. But turn away from all
such with 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 novelty TO you for some time.
You are not gospel-hardered; you know
you are not gospel-hdrdened. The
whole subject comes freshly to your
mind hear some soul saying: 30
my wasted lifcl o the bitter past! o
the graves ! stumbled over! Whittier
shall fly? The future is so dark, so
dark, so very dark. God help me!''
o, am so glad for that last utterance.
That was a prayer, and as soon as you
begin to pray, that turns all heaven
this way. and God steps in, and lie beats
back the hounds of temptation to their
kennels, and He throws all around the
pursued soul the covert of His pardon
ing mercy. | heard something fall.
What was it? II was the bars around
the shecDfold, the bars of the fence
around the shecpiold. The Heavenly
shepherd let them fall, and the hunted
sheep of the mountain come bounding
in, some with fleece torn of the BRAN
bles, and others with feet lame from
the dogs. but bounding in. Thank God!
"Other sheep have | which are not Of
this fold"
God forbid that any of you should
have the lamantation of the dying
nobleman who had had every oppor-
tunity of salvation but rejected all, and
who wrote or dictated these words:
Before you receive this. my final state
will be determined. am throwing my
last stake for eternity and tremblc and
shuddcr for the important issue. o, my
friend: with what horror do recall the
hours of vanity we have wasted to
gether; but have splendid passage
10 the grave, die in state, and languish
under gildcd canopy. | am expiring
on soft and downy pillows, and am re
spectfully attended by my servants and
physicians. Ny dependents sigh, my
sisters weep my father bends beneath
a load of years and grief; but oh, which
of these will answer my summons al
the high tribunal? And which of these
will bail me from the arrest of d'athf
While some ilnttering panegyric is pro
nounced at my interment, may be
hearing my just condemnation at a
supreme tribunal. Adieu!"