The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-05-04

9 SOnOTOqS ana reSOUduL cOuEreEALlOuGA SHY
ing appropriate for churches, when, IN
listening to the temple service of heaven
be says; Il heard a great voice, as the voice
of a great multitude, and as the voice Of
many waters, and the voice Of mighty
thunderings, Haileuiah. for the Lord
God OmnipOtent reig eth"
Join with me in a crusade, giving me not
only your hearts, but the mighty uplifting
of your voices and | believe we can,
through Christs grace, sing fifty thousand
souls into the kingdom of Christ. An argu-
! ment, they can laugh at; a sermon, they
| may talk down; but a vast audience Joining
In one anthem is irresistible. Would that
Queen Balkis would drive ali her spice-laden
dromedaries into our church music. Mel
Their was there any such spice as the Queen
of Sheba gave King Solomon"
Now | want to impress this audience with
| the fact that religion Is sweetness and per
| fume, and spikenard, and saffron, and Gin
namon, and cassia, and frankincense, and
all sweet spices together. 60" you say,
| Il have not looked at it as such. Thought
| it was q nuisance; 1t bad for me repulslon;
| hell my breath as though it we're malo
dor, have been appalled, at its advance; |
| have said, If | have any religion at all, l
! want to have just as little of it as is pos
sible to get through with" o, what a mis-
take you have made, my brother. he
| religion of Christ is present and everlast-
| lGk IbuOItuCt IL Cbui lGi dCts All IIOuDIb
just put it on the stand beside the pillow
of sickness. IL catches in the cur
| tains, and perfumes the sitting air. 1t
sweetenS the cup of bitter medicine, and
| throws glow on the gloom of the turned
lattice. 1t is a balm for the a"hinc side,
and a soft bandage for the temple stung
| with pain. 1t lifted Samuel Rutherford
| into a revelry of spiritual delight, while he
was in physical agonies 1t helped Richard
Baxter until, in the midst Of such compli-
| cation of diseases as perhaps no other man
ever suffered, he wrote, 1.-The Saints Ever
lasting Rest" And it poured light upon
John Bunyan's dungeOn-the light of the
| shining gate Of the shining city. And it is
good for rheumatism, and for neuralgia,
and for low spirits, and for con
sumption; it is the catholcon for all
disorders. Yes, it will heal all your
| sorrows.
Why did you look 30 sad to-day when you
came in9 Alas for the loneliness and the
| heartbreak, and the load that is never lifted
| from your soul. Some of you go about
| feeling like Macauay when he wrote: "If |
been spending, | would be impatient TO get
down into my little narrow crio III the
| ground like a weary factory child.h And
there have been times in your life when you
wished you could get out of this life. You
| have said: go, how sweet to my lips would
be the dust of the valley" and wished you
could pull over you in your last slumber the
coverlet OF green grass and daisies You
have said: 80, how beautifully quiet it
must be in the tomb. l wish | was there. y
| | see all arounds about me widowhood, and
| orphanage, and childlesSness; sadness, disap-
pointmeut, perplexity. If l could ask all
| those to rise in this audience who have felt
no sorrow. and been buffeted by no disap-
| pointnlent-if | could ask all such to rise
how many would rises Not one
A widowed mother, with her little child,
went west, hoping to get better wages
| there; aud shs was taken sick and died
The overseer of the poor got her body and
| put it in box, and put it in a wagon, and
started down the street toward the ceme-
| terry at full trot The little child-the only
| child-ran after it through the streets.
bare headed, crying: Bring me back my
mother Bring me back my mother !" And
it was said that as the people looked on and
| saw her crying after that which lay in the
| box in the wagon-all she loved on earth
it is said the whole village was in tears.
And that is what great many of you are
doing-chasing the dead. Dear Lord, is
| there no appeasement for all this sorrow
that l see about me! Yes, the thought of
resurrection and reunion far beyond this
scene OF struggle and tears. They
shall hunger no moro, neither thirst any
more, neither shall the sun light on them,
nor any heat for the Lamb which is in the
midst of the throne shall lead them TO liv-
ing fountains of water, aud God shall wipe
| away all tears from their eyes" Across
the couches of your sick, and across the
graves of your dead; l fling this shower of
sweet spices. Queen Balkis, driving up to
| the pillared portico Of the house of cedar,
| carried no such pungency of perfume as
exhales to-day from the Lords garden. 1t
| is peace. 1t is sweetness. 1t is comfort, 1t
is infinite satisfaction, this gospel | com
mend to you. Some one could not under
stand why an old German Christian
scholar used to be always so calm, and hap
Ply, and hopeful, when he had so many
trials, and sicknesses, and ailments. A
man secreted himself in the house. He said
81 mean to watch this old schola and
Cbristian;" and he saw the old Christian
man go TO his room and sit down on the
chair beside the stand, and open ths Bible
and begin to read. He read on and on
chapter after chapter, hour after hour, until
his face was all aglow with the tidings from
heaven, and when the clock struck twelve
he arose, and shut his BiJle, and sal /
Blessed Lord, we are on the same ole
terms yet. Goodnight, Goodnight" O.
you sin-parched and trouble-pounded, here
is comfort, here is satisfaction. Will yor
come and get it, Icannct tell you what the
Lord offers you hereafter so well as | car
tell you now. ''It doth not yet appear
what we shall be-" Have you reac
of the Tai Mahal in India, in somt
respects the most majestic building OF
earthg Twenty thousand men were twentl
years in building it, 1t cost about sixteeI
millions of dollars. The walls are Of marble
inlaid with cornelian from Bagdad, and tur
quois from Ihibet, and jasper from tn
Punjaub, and amethyst from Persia. anC
ell manner of precious stones. A travele
says that it seems to HIM like the shining o
an enchanted castle of FURNISHED silver Tn
walls are two hundred and forty-five fee
high, and from the top of these springs
dome thirty more feet high, that dome con
tanning the most wonderful echo The worlt
has ever known; so that ever and ano
travellers standing below with flutes, anC
drums, and harps, are testing that echo
and the sounds from below strike up an
then come down as it were the voices Q
angels ali around about the building. Their
is around it a garden of tamarind
and banyan, and palm, aud all tn
floral glories Of the ransacked earth. Blu
, that is only tomb of dead empress. Gu
, it is tame compared with the grandeur
which God has builded for your living an
! immortal spirit o, home of the blessed
! Foundat ons of goldl Arches of victory
, Cap-stones Of praise! And dome in whic
there are echoing and re-echoing the halle