The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1892-08-26

To be dcvoured Tor ChrisCS sake" ALI
things work together for your good. II
you walk the desert, the mama will
fall and the sea will part, II the fever
ish torch of sickness Is kindled over
your pillow. by it's light you can read
the promise. IL the waves OF trouble
dash high above your girdle, across the
blast and across the surge you can hear
the promise: when thou passest
through the waters will be with thee"
You never owned glove, or a shoe, or
n hat, or coat more certainly than you
own all the frets and annoyances and
cxasperations of this life, and they are
bound To work out your present and
your eternal good. They are the
saws, the hammers the files by which
you are to be hewn and cut and
smoothed for your eternal we'll being.
Here is n vessel that goes along the
coast; IL hugs the coast. The captain
of that vessel seens chiefly anxious TO
keep the paint on his ship from being
marred, of the sails from being torn.
When that vessel comes to port nobody
looks on it with any interest. But here
is "A vessel that went across the sea with
vast product, and comes in with vast
importation - sails patched, masts
spliced, pumps all working to keep out
the water; it has come through the hur~
ricane which has sunk twenty steam
ers.
The bronzed men are cheering among
the rigging. Now, the men-of-war
anchored in the harbor boom forth
their welcome through the PORTFOLIOS
So there are some Christians who are
having an easy time. 1t seems to them
smooth sailing all the time. When they
get into Heaven there will be no excite
mcnt, there will be very few people
who will ever find out they are there;
but those Christians who have gone
| through hundred midnight hurricanes
storm to the right of them, storm to
the left of them, storm all the way
when they come up the harbor of
Heaven. all the redeemed will turn out
to greet them, and bid them hail and
welcome.
go further, and tell you that the
Christian owns not only this world, but
he owns the next world No chasm to
be lcaped, no desert to be crossed.
| There is the wall; there is the gate of
| Heaven. He owns all on this side. Now,
| am going to show that he owns all on
the other side. Death is not "A ruffian
that comes down to burn us out of
house and home, destroying the house
| Of the tabernacle SO that we should be
| homeless forever. Oh, no! He is only a
! black messenger who comes TO tell us it
is time to move: to tell MS to- get out of
this hut and go up into the palace.
The Christian owns all Heaven. "All
are yours" Its palaces of beauty, its
towers of strength. it's castles of love.
He will not walk in the eternal
city as foreigner in II strange city,
but as farmer walks over his own
premises. "All are yours" All the
mansions yours. Angels your compan-
| ions. Trees of life your shade Hills
of glory your lookout. Thrones of
| Heaven the place where you will shout
the triumph. Jesus is yours. God is
yours. You look up in the face of God
and say. MY brother" Walk out on
| the battlcments of Heaven and look off
upon the city of the sun. No tears. No
sorrow. No death. No smoke of toll
| ing warehouse curling on the air. No
voice of blasphemy thrilling through
that upright. clear Sabbath morning.
No din of strife jarring the air. Then
! take out your deed and remember that
| from throne Ia throne, and from wall
| to wall, and from horizon To horizon.
IAN are yours
They get up into the temple of the
sun, worshipcrs in white, each with a
palm branch, and from high gallery of
that temple look down upon the thou
sands of thousands, and the ten thou
sand times ten thousand, and the one
hundred and forty and four thousand,
and the great number that no man can
number" and louder than the rush of
| the wheels, louder than the tramp of
| the redeemed, heard voice saying:
"All are yours" See the great process
sion marching around the throne of
God Martyrs who went up on wings
of flame Invalids who went up from
couchcs of distress Toilers who went
up from the work-house, and the fac
tory. and the mine. All the suffering
and bruised children of God. See the
chariots of salvation; in them those
who were more than conquerors. See
them marching around about the throne
of God forever and forever, and know
that "all are yours"
we who have pains of body that cX-
haust your strength and wear out your
patience, hold before You this morn
ing the land of eternal health and
of impcrishablc beauty, and "all is
yours O yc who have hard work To
get your daily bread hard work To
| shelter vnur children from tho Storm I