The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1891-12-10
up in the lnconprehensibie and lost in

up in the lnconprehensibIe and lost in
God!
In reason and understanding, man is
alone. The OK surpasses him In strength,
the antelope IN speed, the hound In keen
ness OF nostrll, the eagle in far reaching
sight, the rabbit In quickness of hearing,
the honey bee in delicecy of tongue, the
spider In flneness of touch. Mans
power, therefore, conssteth not in what
nc can lit. or how fast he can run, or
now strong a wrestler he can throw-for
IN these respects the OK, the ostrich and
the hyena are his superiors-but by his
reason he comes forth to rule all; through
his Ingenious contrivance to outrun, oat-
lit. outwrestle, Outsee, outhear, Outdo.
At his all conquering decree the forest
that had stood for ages steps aside TO let
him build his cabin and cultivate his
farm. The sea. which ra red and foamcd
upon the race has become a crystal
pathway for commerce to march on.
The thunder cloud thatslept lazily above
the mountain is made to come down and
carry mail bags. Man, dissatisfied with
his slowness of advancement, shouted
to the water and the fire. Come and
liit!" Come and draw" "Come and
help!" Aud they answered, "Ayc, aye,
we come" and they joined hands the
lire and the water-and the shuttlcs fly.
and the rail train rattles on, and the
steamship comes coughing, painting,
flaming across the deep.
L take a step higher and look at man g
moral nature. Made In the image of
GOD. Vast capacity for enjoyment
capable at first of eternal Joy, and
though now disordered, still, through
the recuperative force Of heavely grace,
able to mount up to more than its orig.
lnai Felicity; faculties that may blossom
and bear fruit inexhaustibly. Immor-
tality written upon every capacity: q
soul destined to range in unlimited
spheres Of activity long after the world
mas put on ashes, and the solar system
snail nave snapped it's axle, and the stars
That, In their courses, fought against
Slsera, shall have been slain and buried
amid the toilling thunders of the last
day.
ou see that God has adapted every-
thing to our comfort and advantage.
Pleasant things for the palate; music
tor the ear; beauty for the eye; aroma
for nostril; kindred for our affections:
poetry for our taste; religion fer our
seul. We are put IN garden, and told
That from all the treSs we may eat OK
cept here and there one. lie gives the
sun TO shine on us, and the waters to re-
fresh us, and food to strengthen US; and
the herbs yield medicine when we al e
SICK, and the forests lumber when we
would build house or cross the water
in a ship.
The rocks are transported for our
foundation, and metals upturned fol-
our currency, and wild beast must give
us covering, and the mountains must be
tunnelled to let us pass, and the fish OF
the sea come up in our net, and the birds
of the air drop at the flash of our guns
and the cattle on thousand hills come
down to give us meat. For us the peach
orchards bend down their fruit and the
vineyards their purple clusters. TO feed
and refresh our intellect, ten thousand
wonders in nature and providence
wonders of mind and body, wonders of
earth and air, and deep analogies and
antitheses, all colors and sounds, lyrics
IN the air, tdyls In the field, confagra-
lions In the sunset, robes of mist on the
mountains and the Grand March" of
God in the storm.
But for the soul still higher adapta-
lions; a fountain In which it NAV wash .
ladder by which it may climb: a son o
Of endless trump that it may sing: q
crown Of unfading light that it may
wear. Christ came to save it-came with
cross on his back came with spikes In
MS feet; came when no one else would
come, to do a work which no one else
would do. See how suited to mans con
dlt1on is what God has done for him.
Man Is sinner; here Is a pardon. He
has lost Gods image; Christ retraces it,
He Is helpless; Almighty grace is prof
fered. He is a lost wanderer: Jesus
brings him home. lie Is blind, and at
one touch of him VINO cured Bartjmeus.
eternal glories stream into his soul.
Jesus, sing thy grace! Cure of worst
disease! Hammer to smite Off heayi-
est chain! Light for thickest darkness |,
Grace divine! Devils scoff at it and
men reject 1T, but heaven celebrates it!
! wish you good cheer for the nation
~ health. Pestilence, that in other years
has come to drive out It's Thousand
hearses to Greenwood and Laurel Hill,
mas not visited our nation. 1t ia a glor-
rious thing to be well. How strange
that we should keep our health when
one breath from marsh or the sting of
an insect or the Slipping of q foot or
the falling Of tree branch might ia.
tally assault our life Regularly the
lungs work, and their motion seems to
be spirit within us painting after its
immortality. Our sights fail not,
though the air Is 80 full of objects
which by one touch could break out the
souls window. What ship, after a years
tossing on the sea, could come in with
so little damage rs ourselves, though
we arrive after a years voyage today?
wish you good cheer for the nation
al harvest. Reaping machines never
swathed thicker rye and corn husker's
peg never ripped out fuller ear, and
NOW poles never bent down under
sweeter hay, and windmill's hopper
never shook out larger wheat. Long
trains of white covered wagons have
brought the wealth down to the great
thoroughfares. The garners are full,
the storehouses are Overcrowded, the
canals are blocked with freights press
ing down to the markets. The cars
rumble all through the darkness and
whistle up the aagman at dead Of night
to lot the western harvests come down
to feed the mouths Of the great cities.
a race of kings has taken possession of
thiQ land