Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1892-10-13

throw you line out into the world
where they are not expecting you they
will be captured. Is it fair to take
men by such stratagem? Yes. I
would like to cheat 5000 souls into
the kingdom.
THE WHOLE POLICY
of the Church of God is to be changed.
Instead of chiefly looking after the few
who have become Christians, our
chief efforts will be those outside. If
after man is converted he cannot
take care of himself, I am not going
to take care of him. If he thinks
that am going to stand and pat him
on the back, and feed him out of an
elegant spoon, and watch him 80 that
he does not get into q draught of
worldliness, he is much mistaken. We
have in our churches q great mass of
helpless, inane professors, who are
doing nothing for themselves or for
Others, who want us to stop and
nurse them! They are so troubled
with doubt as to whether they are
Christians or not. The doubt is settl-
ed. They are not Christians. The
best we can dc with these fish is to
throw them back into the stream and
go after them again with the Gospel
net.
FOR THE UNFORGIVEN.
The text is appropriate to the un.
forgiven. Every sinner would come
to God if he thought that he might
come just as he is. People talk as
though the pardon OF God were q mar
row river like the kennebec or the
Thames, and that their sin draws too
much water to enter it. No; it is not
river, nor a bay, but a sea. should
like to persuade you to launch out in
to the great deep OF Gods mercy.
The Bibles promises join hands, and
the circle they will make compass all
your sins, and all your temptations,
and all your sorrows. The round Ia
BILE of King Arthur and his knights
had room for only 13 banqueters, but
the round table of Gods supply is
large enough for all the present in
habitants OF earth and heaven to sit
at, andfor the still mightier popula-
tions that are yet to be.
Do not sail coastwise along your
old habits and old sins. Keep clear
of the shore. Go out where the water
is deepest Oh, for the mid-sea OF Gods
mercy! "Be it known unto you, men
and brethren, that through this man
is preached unto you forgiveness of
SINS" l preach it with as much con-
fidence to the 8O-year- old transgressor
as to the maiden. Though your sins
were blood-red, they shall be snow.
white. The more ragged the prodigal,
the more compassionate the father.
Do you say that you are too bad?
The high-water mark of Gods pardon
is higher than
ALL YOUR TRANSGRESSLONS.
'"The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth
from all sim" Do you say that your
heart is hard? Suppose it were ten
times harder. Do you say that your
iniquity is long-continued? Suppose
it were ten times longer. Do you say
that your crimes are black? Suppose
that they were ten times blacker. Is
there any lion that this Samson can
not slay? Is there any fortress that
this Conquerer cannot take? Is there
any sin this Redeemer cannot pardon2
1t is said that when Charlemagne's
host was overpowered by the three
armies OF the Saracens in the pass of
Roncesvalles, his warrior, Roland, in
terrible earnestness, seized trumpet,
and blew it with such terrific strength
that the opposing army reeled back
with terror; but at the third blast OF
the trumpet it broke in two. | see
your soul fiercely assaied by all the
powers of earth and hell. put the
mightier trumpet OF the Gospel to
my lips, and l blow it three times.
Blast the first-''Whosoever will,
let him come" Blast the second
"Seek we the Lord while he may be
found. Blast the third-"Now is the
accepted time; now is the day OF sal
vation." Does not the host of your
sins fall back? But the trumpet does
not, like thai of Roland, break in two.
AS it was handed down to us from the
lips of our fathers, we hand it down
to the lips OF our children, and tell
them to sound it when we are dead,
that all the generations of men may
know that our God is a pardoning
Coda sympathetic Coda loving
God; and that more to him than the
anthems OF Heaven, more to him
than the throne on which hests, more
to him than are the temples of celes-
tial worship, is the Joy Of seeing the
wanderer putting his hand on the
door-latch of his Fathers house.
Hear it, all we nations! Bread for the
worst hunger. Medicine for the worst
sickness. Light for the thickest dark
ness. Harbor for the worst storm.
Impromptu Speeches.