The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1891-07-03

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avail. Since our little Henry died, with
the exception Of those few happy weeks
when you remained sober, my life has
been one Of sorrow. Many of the nights
I have sat by the window with my
face bathed in tears watching for
your coming. I am broken hearted,
I am sick Mother and father have
been here frequently and begged
me TO come home, bnt my love for You
and my hope for brighter days have al
ways made me refuse them That hope
seems now beyond realization and
have returned to them 1t Is ard, and
I battled long before doing it May
God bless and preserve You, and take
from you that accursed appetite and
hasten the day when we shall be again
living happily together. This viii be
my daily prayer. knowing that he has
said: Come unto me all ye that labor
and are heauy laden, and I viii give you
rest" From your loving wife,
MARY
And SO 7 wandered on and wandered
on" says that man, until one night
passed a Methodist meeting house, and
1 said to myself: I'll go in and see
what they are doing and got to the
door, and they We're singing:
All may conn, whoever viii,
This Man receives poor sinners still
And dropped right there where
was and 1 said. God have mercy and
he had mercy on me. My home IS re-
stored, my wife sings all day long dur
ing work, my children come out long
way to greet me home. and my house
hold is a little heaven. I will tell you
what did all this for me. It was the
truth that this day you proclaim: ION
| Him the Lord hath laid the iniquity of
US all"
Yonder is a woman who would say:
| Il wandered of from my fathers house;
| 1 heard the storm that pelts on a lost
soul; my feet We're blistered on the hot
| rocks. I went on and on, thinking that
no one cared for my soul, when one
! night Jesus met me and he said: Poor
| thing, go home! your father is waiting
/ for yOu, your mother is waiting for you.
! Go home, poor thing and sir, was too
| weak to pray, and 1 was too weak to
| repent, but just cried out, I sObbed
| out my sins and my sorrows on the
! shoulders of Him of whom i is said.
The Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity
of US all ~
o! my brother, without stopping to
look as to whether your hand trem bles
or not is bloated with sin or not, put it
| in my hand, let me give you one warm,
| rOtherly Christian grip, and invite yOu
! right up to the heart, to the compass
sion, to the sympathy, to the pardon of
| Him on whom the Lord had laid the
iniquity of us all. Throw away your
sins. Carry them no longer. I pro-
claim emancipation this morning to all
who are bound, pardon for all sin, and
eternal life for all the dead.
Some one comes here this morning
and I stand aside. He comes up these
steps. He comes to this place. 1 must
stand aside. Taking that place ne
spreads abroad His hand and they were
nailed. You see his feet, they were
bruised he pulls aside the robe and
shows you his wounded heart I say,
Art thou weary" Yes" He says
weary with the worlds Woe" I say
''Whence CONTEST thOu?'' He says, -
come from Calvary" I say, 'Whc
comes with Thee?'' He says, mo one
| I have trOdden the wine press alOner
I say, t'XYhy contest Thou here?' 'Or
He says, 81 came here to carry all tht
sins and sorrows of the people" AnC
He kneels and He SAYS: Put on NJ
: shoulders I'LL the sorrows and al
2 | the sins" And conscious of my own sins
= first, I take them on the and put then
{ | shoulders of the Son of God I say
2 | ''Canst Thou bear any more, . Christ?
!, | He saws: Yea, more" And I gathe
/ up the sins OF all those who serve s
| these affairs. the officers of the churcl
s of Jesus Christi gather up all thei
= sins and put them on Christ's shoulders
0 and say: ''Canst Thou bear an
r ! norePs' He says: Yea, more" The
a I gather up the sins of a hundred Peopl
- in this house and put them on tn
2 shoulders of Christ, and say: Cans
Thou bear mOre?" He says: yes
a more And I gather up all the sins c
d this assembly and I put them on tn
: shoulders of the Son of God and sas
5! ! ''Canst Thou bear mOreT" Yea b
o says, ''mOre!'
! But He is departing. Clear the wa
e for Him, the Son of God Open tn
# door and let Him pass out He is ca
d rying our sins and bearing them away
e We shall never see them again b
It throws them down into the abyss an
e you hear the long reFerberating ech
e of their fall. son Him the Lord hat
- laid the iniquity Of US all" VIII 20
e let Him take away your sins to-day {
Is do you say: 81 will take charge of thel
y myself, I will fight my own battles,
II Will risk eternity on my own account
n To-day the Saviour calls. All ma
d come. God never pushes a man OF