Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1892-11-05

Swat until it is little later in the seaso,
OF mercy. Wait until some OF these greer
leaves OF hope are all dried up and hav.
been scattered. Wait until next year
After awhile we start AMI it is TOT
late, and we perish in the way wher
Goa's wrath Is kindled but little. There
are, you know, exceptional cases where
blrds have started too late, and in the
morning you have found them dead on the
snow. And there ara those who have per
1shed half way between the world and
Christ. They waited until the last sick
ness, when the mind was gone, or they were
on the express train going at forty miles an
hour, and they came to the bridge aud tbs
draw was up and they went down. How
long TO repent and prays Two seconds !
Two seconds! To do the work OF lifetime
and to prepare for the vast eternity in two
secca Isl
was reading OF an entertainment given
in kings court AMI there wsrs music ans
there with elaborate pieces of music.
After awhile Mozart came AMI began to
play, and he had a blank piece Of paper be-
fors him, and thu king Familiarity looked
over his shoulder and said what are you
playing? l see no music before YOU"
And Mozart put his baud on his brow, as
much as to say, II am improyising'' 1t
was very well for him, but oh, my friends,
we cannot extemporiza heaven! If we do
not get prepared III this world, we will
never take part in the orchestral harmonies
of the saved. %, that we were as wise as
the crane and the stork, flying away, flying
away from the tempest
Some of you have felt the pinching frost
OF sin. You feel it to-day. You are not
happy. look into your faces, and know
you are not happy. There are voices within
your soul that will not be silenced, telling
you that you are sinners. and that without
the pardon of God you are undone forever
What are you going to do, my frienls with
the accumulated transgressions OF this lie
time? Will you stand still and let the ava
lanche tumble over you? o., that you
would go away into the warm heart Of Gods
mercy! The southern grove, redolent with
magnolia and cactus, never waited for
northern hocks as Col has waited for you,
saying II have loved thee with an ever
lasting love. Coma unto Ne, all We who
are weary and heavy laden, AMI | will give
you rest"
Another frost is bidding you away-it is
the frost of sorrow. Where do you live now
"Oh," you say, Il have novel; Why did
you move? You say, II don't want as
large house now as formerly" Why
do you not want as large house? You
say, "My family is not so large"
Your mind goes back through that last
sickness, and through the almost super
natural effort to save life and through those
prayers that seemed unavailing, and through
that kiss which received no response because
the lips were hfeless, and / hear the bells
to!iing and hear the hearts breaking-while
! speak / hear them break. A hearti An
other heart! Alone, alone, alonel
This world, which in your girlhood and
boyhood was sunshine. is cold now, and oh,
weary dove, you fly around this world as
though you would like to stay, when the
wind, and the frost, ami the blackening
clouds would bid you away into the heart
OF an all comforting God o., have no
ticei again AMI again what a botch this
world makes of it when it tries to comfort
soul in trouble! 1t says, Don't cryl" How
can we help crying waen tae hearts treas.
ures are scattered, and father is gone and
mother is gone, AMI com oanions are gone,
and the child is gone an 4 everything seems
gomez
1t is no comfort to tell man not to cry.
The world comes uo and says, "Oh. it il
only the body of your loved one that you
have put in the groun1i' But there Is no
comfort in that. That DO ly is precious.
Shall we never put our hands in that hand
again, and shall we never see that sweet
faca again! Away with your heartles
ness. oh, worl1l But come Jesus, and tell
US that when the tears fall they fall into
Gods bottle; that the dear bodies of our
ton, and all the breakiags down here shalt
be lifted up there, and ''they shall hunger
no more, neither thirst no more neither
shall the sun light on them, nor any heat,
for the Lamb which is in thu midst of ths
throne shall lead them to living fountains
of water, AMI God shall wipe all tears from
their eyes"
You may have noticed that when the
chaffinch, or the storx or the crane starts
on its migration it calls all those OF its KIM
10 come too. The tree tops ale full of chirp
aud whistle AMI carol and the long roll cali
The bird does not start of alone. 1t gathers
all of its kind. Oh, that you might be as wise
in this migration to heaven, AMI that you
might gather all your families and your
friends with you'll | would that Hannah
might take Samuel by the hand, ami Atra-
ham might take Isaac, and Hagar might
take Ishmael
Start for heaven yourself and take your
children with you. Come thou aud all thy
house into the ark Tell your little ones that
all those who fly in the right direction.
Swifter than eagles stroke put out for
heaven. Like the crane or the stork, stop
not night nor day until you find the right
Place for stopping.
To-day the Saviour calls,
Ye wanderers come.
Oh, We benighted souls
Why longer roam:
The Spirit calls to-day,
Yield 10 his power.
Oh, grieve him not away
Ills mercy's hour