Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1892-03-14

nary dimensions.
Besides that Og was backed up by
sixty fortified cities. Moses was
backed up seemingly by nothing but
the desert that had worn him and
his army into a group of undisci
plined and exhausted stragglers. But
the Israelites triumphed. If you spell
the name of Og backward you turn
it into the word &C.," and Og was
turned backward and made to 60
With Og's downfall all the sixty cities
surrendered. Nothing was left OF
the giant except his iron bedstead,
which was kept in a museum at Rab-
bath to show how tall and stout he
once was
So shall the last giant of opposition
in the church's march succumb. Not
sixty cities captured, but all the cit
les. Not only on one side of Jordan,
but on both sides of all the rivers.
The day is coming. Hear it all We
who are doing something for the con-
quest of the world for God and the
truth, the time will come when, as
there was nothing left of Og the
giant, but the iron bedstead kept at
Rabbath as a curiosity, there will b.
nothing left of the giants of iniquity
except something for the relic hunt
ers to examine.
Which of the giants will be the last
slain ! know not, but there will be a
museum somewhere to hold the relics
of what they once were. A rusted
sword will be hung up-the only relic
of the giant of war. A demijohn-
the only relic of the giant of Inebria-
ton. A roulette ball-the only relic
of the giant of Hazard. A pictured
certificate of watered stock-the only
relic of the giant of Stock Gambling.
A broken knife-the only relic of the
giant of Assassination. A yellow
copy of Tom Paine-the only relic of
the giant of Unbelief. And that mu-
scum will do for the later ages of the
world what the iron bedstead at Rab-
bath did for the earlier ages.
Do you not see it makes all the diff
ference in the world whether we are
fighting on toward a miserable defeat
or toward final victory2 All the
Bible promises prophesy the latter,
and SO cheer you who are the troops
of God, and though many things are
dark now, like Alexander l review
the army by torchlight, and l give
you the watchword which Martin
Luther proclaimed, THE Lord of
Hostsl" 1.-THE Lord of Hosts" and
l cry out exultingly, with Oliver
Cromwell at the battle of Dunbar
"Let God arise; let his enemies be
scattered"
Make all the preparations for the
worlds evangelization Have the
faith of Robert and Mary Moffat, the
missionaries, who, after preaching in
Bechuanaland for ten years without
one convert, when asked what they
would like to have sent them by way
of gift from England, said, Send q
communion service for it will be
surely needed" and sure enough the
expected ingathering of many souls
was realized and the communion serv-
ice arrived in time to celebrate it.
Appropriately did that missionary
write in an album when his auto
graph was requested;
My album is the savage breast,
Where darkness reigns and tempests wrest,
Without one ray of light.
To write the name of Jesus there,
And point to worlds both bright and fair,
And see the savagobowed in prayer,
Is my supreme delight
Forward
Whatever your work and wherever
you work for God-forward You
in your way and l in my way. With
holy pluck, fight on with something
of the strength Of Thomas Trou-
bridge, who at Inkermann had one
leg shot off and the foot of the other
leg, and when they proposed to carry
him off the field replied: mo; I do
not move until the battle is, won"
Whatever be the rocking Of the
church or state, have the calmness Of
the aged woman in an earthquake
that frightened everybody else, and
who, when asked if she was not
afraid, said, mo, l am glad that l
have a God who can shake the
world"
And, now, bargain with you that
we will come back some day from
our superstellar abode to see how the
world looks when it shall be fully
emparadised-its last tear wept, its
last wound healed, its last shackle
broken, its last desert gardenized, its
last giant of iniquity decapitated.
And when we land, may it be some
where near this spot of earth where
we have together toiled and strug-
gled for the kingdom of God, and
may it be about this hour in the high
noon of some glorious Sabbath, look
ing into the upturned faces of some
great audience radiant with holiness
and triumph.
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