Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-08-13

! the pillowcaSe and shakes out the feathers,
; and then iolts down in the place thereof
| signs aud groans, and excavations, and then
| makes YOU put your head on it. Oh, We
who have tried this world, is it salts
factory portion' Would you advise your
friends to make the Investment! No. Eye
! have sold yourselves for nought-" Your
\ conscience went. Your hope went Your
| Bible went. Your heaven went. Your
| God went. When sheriff under writ
| from the courts sells man out, the officer
generally leaves few chairs and bed,
| and few cups and knives but in this awful
vendue in which you have been engaged
the auctioneer's mallet has come down
upon body, mind and SOUL Going! Gone!
Eye have sold yourself for nought.''
How could Won do sol Did you think that
your soul was a mere trinket which for
few pennies you could buy in a toy shopa
Did you think that, your soul, if once
lost might be found again if you went
out
WITH TORCHES AND LANTERNs2
Did you think that your soul was short
lived, and that, painting, it would soon lie
down for extinction? Or had you no idea
what your soul was worth? Did you ever
put your forefingers on its eternal pulsesl
Have younot felt the qulver of its peerless
wing? Have you not known that, after
leaving the body, the first step of your
soul reaches TO the stars, and the next
universe. aud that it will not die until the
day when the everlasting Jehovah expires2
Oh, my brother, what possessed you that
you should part with your soul SO cheap?
''Ye have sold yourself for nOught.''
But have some good news TO tell you. I
want 20 engage in litigation for the re-
Covery of that soul OF yours. l want to
show that you have been cheated out of it.
l want to prove, as | will, that you were
crazy on that subject, and that the world,
under such circumstances, had no right to
take the title-deed from you; and if you
will Join me | shall get a decree from the
high chancery court OF heaven reinstating
YOU into the possession of your soul. oh"
you say, Il am afraid of lawsuits; they are
SO expensive, and can not pay the cost"
Then have you forgotten the last half of
my text2 "Ye have sold yourselves for
nought: and We shall be redeemed without
money"
Money is good for a great many things,
but it can not do anything in this matter of
the soul. You can not buy your way
through Dollars and pounds sterling
mean nothing at the gate of mercy If you
could buy your salvation, heaven would be
GREAT SPECULATION,
an extension of Wall street. Bad men
would go up and buy ont the place and
leave US to shift for ourselves. But as
money is not lawful tender, what is! [
will answer: Blood! Whose? Are we to
90 through the slaughter! Oh, no; 1t
wants richer blood than ours. 1t wants
kings blood. 1t must be poured from royal
arteries. 1t must be siuless torrent. But
where is the king | see a great many
thrones and a great many occupants, Vet
none seem To be coming down to the rescue.
But after awhile the clock of night in Beth
lchem strikes twelve and the silver pendu-
lum of a star swings across the sky, and |
see the king of heaven rising up, and he
descends, and steps down from star to star,
and from cloud to cloud, lower and lower.
until he touches the sheep-covered hills,
and then on to another hill, this last skull
shaped, and there, at the sharp stroke of
persecution. a rill incarnadine trickies
down, and we who could not be redeemed
by money are redeemed by precious and i'm
perial blood.
We have in this day professed Christians
VINO are so rareted and etherealized that
they do not want religion of blood What
do you want? You seem to want religion
of brains The Bible says: ''In the blood
is the life.n No atonement without blood.
Ought not the apostle to know! What did
he say2 "Ye are redeemed not with cor
ruptible things, such as silver and gold, but
by the precious blood of Christ" You put
your lancet into the arm of our holy relig-
ion ard withdraw the blood, and you leave
ii a mere corpse,
FIT ONLY FOR THE GRAVE.
Why did God command the priests of old to
strike the knife into the KID, and the goat,
and the pigeon and the bullock, and the
lamb 1t was so that when the blood
rushed out from these animals on the floor
of the ancient tabernacle the people should
compelled to think OF the coming carnage
of the Son of God. No blood no atonement.
[ think that God intended to impress us
with vividness of that color. The green |
of the grass. the blue of the sky, would not |
f1al.
crimson. II is as if God had said: "Now, |
sinner, wake up and see what the Savior |
endured for you. This is not water. This |
Is not wine. 1t is blood. Ii is the blood of |
my own son. II is the blood of the immacu- |
late. 1t is the blood of Cod Without the |
shedding of blood there is no remission. |
There has been many man who in courts |
of law has pleaded mot guilty" who never
theless has been condemned because there |
was blood found on his hands, or blood |
found in his room; and what shall we do in |
the last day if it be found that we have re-
crucified the Lord of Glory and have never
repented of ii, You must believe in the |
blood or die. No escape. Unless you let |
the sacrifice of Jesus go in your stead you
yourself must suffer. 1t is either ChriSt's
blood or your own blood.
oh" says some one, 1.-The thought of |
blood sickenS me" Good. God intended it
to sicken you with your sin. Do not act as
lubuHu you lldl uOtllnS 70 10 Will ltliL
Calvarian massacre. You had. Your sins
We're the
IMPLEMENTS OF TORTURE.
Those implements We're not made of steel.
and iron, and wood, so much as out of your
sins. Guilty of this homicide, and this
regicide, and this decide, confess
your guilt to-day Ten thousand !
voices of heaven bring in the YER
dict against you of guilty, guilty. Prepare
IN a in pr hal in hat
yourself out for the sacrifice, or accept the
Savior's sacrifice. Do not fling away your
one chance.
1t seems to me as if all heaven were try
ing to bid in your soul. The first bid it
makes is the tears of Christ at the tomb of
Lazarus: but that is not high enough
price. The next bid heaven makes is the
sweat of Gethsemane: but it is 100 cheap
price The next bid heaven makes seems
to be the whipped back of Pilates Hall; |
but it is not high enough price. Can it be
possible that heaven cannot buy you in2
Heaven tries once more. 1t says: Il bid |
this time for that mans soul the fortunes of
ChriSt'S martyrdom, the blood on his tenn |
pie, the blood on his cheek, the blood on |
his chin. the blood on his hand, the blood
on his side, the blood on his knee, the blood
OH his foot-the blood in drops, the blood in
riils, the blood in pools coagulated beneath
the cross; the blood that wet the tips of the
soldiers spears, the blood that FLASHED
warm IN the faces of his enemies" Glory
to God, that bid wins it, The highest
price that was ever paid for anything was