Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1891-02-06
TAKE YOUR TROUBLES TO JESUS.

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TAKE YOUR TROUBLES TO JESUS.
Oh, if you could only feel the hand of
Christ smoothing the cares out of wrink led
faces! On. il you could only feel the warm
arm Of Christ steadying your lettering
steps, | lit my voice loud enough to
break through the deafness of the ear
while cry out, "Onc thing thou lackest."
1t was an importuuate appeal a young
man made in prayer meeting VIXEN he
rose mp and said: "Do pray for my old
father, He is 20 years OF age, and he don't
love Christ" That father passed few
more steps on in life, and then he went
down. lie never gave any intimation that
he had chosen Jesus 1t is IA very hard
thing for an old man to become "A Chris
tian. | know it is. It is 50 hard a thing
that it cannot he done by any human
work: bat God Almighty can do it by his
Omni otcnt grac': hn can bring you at the
eleventh hour--at hali past la; one min
ute OF II he can hrir; yon to the peace and
the joys OF the glorious Gospel
| must make application Of this subject
also to those who are proSpercd Have
YOU, my friends, found that dollars and
cents are no permanent con,Ol alton to the
soul? You have large worldly resources
but have YOU no treasures, no heaven Is
an embroidered pillow ali that you want to
put your dying head On9 You have heard
people all last week talk about cart hly
values. Hear plain man talk about the
heavenly. Do you not know it will be
worse fJr you, O pros erel man, if you
reject Christ, and reject him finally-that
it will be worse for you than those who
had It hard in this world, because the con
trast viii make the discontinue 50 much
more APPALLING As the hart bounds for
the water brooks, - the roe speeds down
/ the hillside. sOord thou to Christ rs
cape for thy life, look not behind thee,
neither stay thou in all the PLAN; escape
to The mountain lest thou be cone Uinedn'
| must make my application 10 another
class Of persons-the poor. When You can
not pay your rent when il is due, have YOU
nobody but the landlord to tail, to- When
the -FOUR has gone out of the barrel, and
you have not ten cents with winch u
90 to the bakery, and your children are
/ tuCEing at your dress for something to
/ eat, have you not hing but the world 5 char
tiles to appeal to? When winter comes,
and there are no Goals, and the ash
barrels have no more ciudcro, who takes
care Of you? Have you nobody but the
I overseer of the poor? But preach TO vow
a poor mans Christ. If you do not Ina. e
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you III the night, ! want to tell you Of him
who had not whore to lay his head. If you
lie on the bare floor, want TO tell you OF
him who had for pillow n hard cross anC
whose foot bath WAS the streaming blood
of his own heart.
Oh, you poor mani Oh, you poor WON
an! Jesus understands your case alto
gethcr. Talk it right ont to him to night.
Get down on your floor and say: Lord
Jesus Christ, thou vast poor and | am
poor Help me. Thou art rich now, and
bring me up TO thy richest" DO You think
God would cast you of? Will he? You
might AS we'll think that a mother would
take the child that feeds on her breast and
dash its life out, as TO think that God
would put aside roughly those who have
fed to him for pity and compassion. Yea,
the prophet says, "A woman may forget
her sucking child, that she should not have
compassion on tine son of her womb but |
will rot forget thee"
TIE VOYAGE OF LIFE.
If You have ever been on the sea you
have been surprised in he first voyage to
find there are so few Sails in sight Some.
times you go along two, three four five,
six and seven days, and do not see "A single
sail, but when vessel does come in sight
the sea glasses are lifted to the eye the YES
sci il watched, and if it come very near
then the captain, through the trumpet,
cries loudly across the water, Whittier
bound" So YOU and | meet on this sea OF
life We come and we 90. Some Of us
have never met before Some OF us will
never meet again But hail you across
the sea, and with reference to the last great
day, and with reference to the two great
worlds, | cry ACROSS the water; Whittier
boundS whittier bound"
| know what service that craft was mad
for, but hast thou thrown overheard the
compass Is there no helm TO guide its Is
the ship at the mercy Of the tempest' Il
there no gun of distress booming through
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