The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1891-12-23

right. There are young nea IN this
! house today who, under this storm OF
temptation. are striking deeper and deep
er their roots and spreading out broader
heirbranches. They are Daniels in 6a.
bylon, they are Josephs IN the Egyptian
court, they are Pauls amid the wild
beasts of Ephesus. preach 20 encour-
age them. Lazy hold OF Goi and be
faithful.
There is a mistake we make about
veupg men. We put them II tTo clas-
ses; the one class is moral, the other is
dissolute. The moral are safe. The
dissolute cannot be reclaimed. | deny
both propositions. The moral ale not
safe unless they have laid hold ofGod,
and Lhe .dissolutc may be reclaimed. l
suppose there are self righteous men in
thi. house who feel no need OF God. and
will not seek after hlm, and they will go
out in the world, and they will be tempt
ed. and they will be flung donn by mis-
fortune, and they will 20 down, down,
down. until some night you will see
them going home hootlng, raving. shut
ing blasphcmy-going home TO their
mother gong home to their sister, going
home to the young companion to whom,
only little while ago, in the presence
OF a brilliant assemblage, flashing lights
and orange blossoms, and censers swing
ing in the air they promised fidelity aad
purity. and kin dacss perpetual.
! AS that man reaches the door, she
will oper it, not with an outcTy. but
she will stagger back from the door as
he comes in, and in her look there will
be the prophecy Of woes that are Com
| ing, want that will shiver in need OF
fire, hunger that will cry in vain for
| bread, ctuelties that viii not leave tie
heart when they have crushed 1t, but
pinch it again aid stab it again, until
scme night she will open The door of
the place where her companion was
ruined, and she will fling out her arm
FROM under her ragged shawl and say.
with almost omDipoteat elcquence:
Give me back my husband Give me
back my protector! Give me back my
ALL Him OF the kind heart and gentle
words and the manly brow-give him
back ,o. .me.w And then the wretches,
obese and filthy, will pusG back their
matted locks and they will say: "Put
her out! Put her out"' Uh! self right
eous man, without God you are in peri,
Seek after him to-day. Amid the ten
thousands temptations of life there is
no safety for a man without God.
But I Tuay be addressing some who
have gone astray, and so l assault that
other propositition that the dissolute
cannot be reclaimed. Perhaps you have
only gone little astray. While speak
are YOU troubled? Is there voice
within you saying: "What did you do
that for? Why did you go there? What
did you mean by that?" Is there a
memory in your soul that makes you
tremble? God only knows al our
hearts. Yea, if you have gone so Tar
as to commit iniquities and have gone
through the whole catalogue, I invite
you back this hour. The Lord waits
for you. "Rejoice!O young man in thy
youth, and let Thy heart cheer thee in
the days of thy YOUTH but know thou
that for all these things God will bring
thee into judgment"
Come home, young man, to your
fathers God. Come home, young man,
to your mothers God. Oh! l wish that
all the batteries Of the Gospel could
to-day be unlimbered against all those
influences which are taking down SO
many of OUT young men. would like
to blow trumpet of warning, and re-
cruit until this whole audience would
march out on a crusade against the
evils of society. But let Aoae OF us be
disheartened.
Oh, Christian workers, nv heart Is
high with hope. The dark horizon is
blooming into the morning Of which
prophets spoke, and of which poets
have dreamed, and OF which painters
have sketched. The worlds bridal
hour advances. The mountains will
kiss the morning radiant and etfulgent.
and all the waves of the sea will be-
come the crystal keys Of great organ,
on which the fingers OF everlasting Joy
shall play the grand march Of a world
redeemed. Insteod of the thorn there
shall come up the fir tree, and instead
Of the briar there shall come up the
myrtle tree, and the mountains and the
hills shall break forth into singing, and
all the trees Of she wood shall clap their
hands!