The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-09-05
scene. But our King has nolpleasure In our
wounds, for we are bone Of his bone, flesh
Of his flesh, blood Of his blood.


Once in the ancient amphitheater lion
with one paw caught the combatant's sword
and with his other paw caught his shield
The man took his knife from his girdle and
slew the beast The king. sitting in the
gallery, said: "Thst was not fair; the lion
must be slain by q sword" Other Hous
were turned out and the poor victim fell.
You cry ''Shamel ShAmeh at such mean
ness But the king in this CAGE is our
brother, and he will see that we have fair
play, He will forbid the rushing out Of
mere lions than we can meet he will not suf-
fer us TO be tempted above that we are able.
Thank God The King is in the gallery His
eyes are on US. His heart is with US. His
hand Will deliver US. blessed are all they
who put their trust in him.
look again, and / see the angelic gallery.
There they are: the angel that swung the
sword at the gate OF Eden, the same that
Ezekiel saw upholding the throne Of God,
and from which look away, for The splen-
dor is insufferable. Here are the guardian
angels. That one watched a patriarch 4;
this one protected a child. That one has
been pulling soul out of temptationl All
these are messengers OF light! Those drove
tile Spanish armada on the rocks. This
turned SIENNA heribs living hosts into q
heap Of one hundred and eiRhty-ive thou
sand corpses. Those, yonder, chAnted the
Christmas carol over Bethlehem until the
SOduh hHOA6 VIC blciJuSlus. 4ub6e, dJ
alton, stood Ia the balcony OF heaven,
and sereuaded the newborn world
wrapped In swaddlinR clothes OF
light. And there, holier and
mightier than all is Michael, the archangel.
To command an earthly host gives dignity
but this one is leader Of the twenty thou
aand chariots of God, and OF the ten thou
sand times ten thousand angels. think
God gives command TO tue archangel, and
the archangel t. the seraphim, and the
seraphim to the cherubim, until all the
lower orders of heaven hear the command
and go forth on the hig behest
Now, bring on your lonsl Who can
fearl All the spectators in the angelic gal
lery are our friends. ''He shall give his
angels charge over thee, TO keep thee in all
thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their
hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a
stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and
adder; the young lion and the dragon shalt
thou trample under footn
Though the arena be crowded with temp
tations we shall, with the angelic help,
strike them down 10 the name Of our God
and leap on their fallen carcassesl o, bend
ing thron9 Of bright angelic faces and
swift wings and lightning footl hail you,
to-day, from the dust and struggle OF the
arena!
/ look again and l see the gallery Of the
prophets and apostles. Who are those
mighty ones up yonderi Hosea, and Jere-
miah, and Daniel, and Isaiah and Paul,
and Peter, and John, and James. There
sits Noah waiting for all the world to come
into the ark; and Moses, waiting till the
last Red sea shall divide; and Jeremiah.
waiting for the Jews TO return; and John,
Of the Apocalypse, waiting for the swear
ing of the angel that Time shall be no
longer. Glorious sPiritsl Ye we're howled
at, ye were stoned; ye were spit upon
They have been In the fight themselves,
and they are all with us. Daniel knows
all about lions. Paul fought with beasts at
Ephesus
In the ancient amphitheater, the people got
30 excited that they would shout from the
galleries to the men In the arena: AT it
again!" Forward" Zone more strokem
Look outw "Fall backp "Huxza
Huzzal" So in that gallery, prophetic and
apostolic, they cannot keep their peace.
Daniel cries out: THY God will deliver
thee from the mouths of the lionsm David
exclaims; "He will not suffer thy foot to
be movedn Isaiah calls out: Fear not!
am with theel Be not dlsmayedl" Paul
exclaims: Victory through our Lord
Jesus Christi" That throng OF prophets
and apostles cannot keep still. They make
the welkin ring with shouting and hallelu-
1ahs.
look again and see the gallery of the
martyrs. Who is thata Hugh Latimer,
sure enoughl He would not apologize for
the truth preached; and so he died, the
night before swinging from the bed post in
perfect elee at the thought of emancipation.
Who are that army Of six thousand, six
hundred and sixty-sixi They are the
Theoan legion who died for the faith. Here
is a larger host in magnificent array-eight
hundred and eighty-tour thousand-who
persisted for Christ In the prosecutions OF
Diocletian. Yonder ia family group,
Felicitas OF Rome and her children. While
they were dying for the faith she stood en-
oouraging them. One son was whipped to
death by thorns; another wss flung from a
rock; another was beheaded. At last the
mother became a martyr. There they are
together-a family group in heaven. Yon-
der Is John Bradford, who said, in the fire:
I'VE shall have merry supper with the
Lord Tonight" Yonder is Henry Woes,
who exclaimed as he died: "If | had ten
heads they should all fall off for Christi
The great throng Of the martyrs They had
hot lead poured down their threats; horses
were fastened to their hands, and other
horses to their feet, and thus they were
pulled apart; they had their tongues pulled
out by red-hot pincers; they were sewed up
In the skins of animals, and then thrown to
the dogs; they were daubed with combusti-
bles and set on fret II all the martyrs'
stakes that have been kindlsd could be set
at proper distances, they would make the
midnight all the world over bright az
MONDAY And now they sit yonder IN the
martyrs gallery. For them the dres of
persecution have gone out The swords are
sheathed and the mob hushed. Now they
watch US with an all>observing sympathy,
They know all the pain, all the hardship.
all the anguish, all the injusti q, all the
privation. They cannot keep still. They
cry: "Couragel The fire will not consume.
The floods cannot drown. The lions cannos
devour Couragel down there in the
arena
What, are they all lookingq This night
We answer back the salutation they give
and cry. Hail! sons and daughters Of the
fire"
l look again AID see another gallery.
that Of eminent Christians. What strikes
me strangely is the mixing in companion.
ship OF those who on earth could not agree.
There is Albert Barnes, and around him the
presoytery who tried him for heterodoxyi
Honder is Lyman Beecher and the church
court that denounced him. Strau n than
all, there Is John Calvin and James Armin-
iusl Who would have thought that thev
would sit SO lovingly togetherl There is
George Whitfield and the ministers who
would not let him come into their pulpits
because they thought him a fanatic. There
are the sweet singers, Toplady, Montgom-
cry, Charles Wesley, Isaac Watts and Mrs
Sigourney. II heaven had had no music