The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1892-10-14

poetic stanz8 and in historical narrative.
in profound parable and in startling mira
Gle. They will see His foot Oh every sea,
and His tears in the drops OF dew on Her
mon. and hear His voice in the wind and
behold His words all abloom in the valley
between Mount Olivet ant Jerusalem.
There are some men who come and
walk around the Temple Of Truth and
merely see the outside. There are Others
who walk into the porch and then go
awav. There are others who come in
and look at the pictures, but they know
nothing about the chief attractions Of
the Bible. 1t is only the man who
comes and knocks at the gate, saving,
Il would see Jesus" For him the gIor-
les OF that book open, and he goes in
and finds Christ, and with him peace. par
ION. life. comfort and Heaven. "AlI iI
all is Jesus in the Bible.
remark again that Christ is every.
thing in the great plan OF redemption.
We are slaves: Christ gives deliverance
to the captive. We are thirsty: Christ
is the river OF salvation 10 Stake our
thirst We are hungry: Jesus says. II
am the bread of life" We are con-
demned to die: Christ says, Save that
man from going down to the pit; / am
the ransom" We are tossed on q sea OF
troubles; Jesus comes over il, saving,
ut is !, be not afraid" We are in dark
ness; Jesus says, II am the bright
and morning star" We are sick; Jesus
is the balm of GiIead. We are Dead hear
the shronds rend and the grave hillocks
beave as He cries, Il am the reSurrec-
tion and the life: that he believeth in me,
though he were dead. yet shall he live"
We want justification; ''Being justified
by faith. we have peace with God through
our Lord Jesus Christ" We want to
exercise faith; "Believe in the Lord
Jesus Christ. and thou shalt be saved"
want TO get from under condemnation.
There is now, therefore, no conde:u ma
ton to them who are in Christ Jesus"
The cross-He carried it. The flames of
hell-He suffered them. The shame
He endured it. The crown-He won it.
Heights of heaven sing it. and worlds of
light to worlds Of light all round the
heavens cry, GLORY. giory.'
Let US go forth and gather the trophies
for Jesus. From Golconda mines We
gather the diamonds, from Ceylon banks
We gather the pearls, from all lands and
Kingdoms We gather precious stones, and
We bring the glittering burdens and put
them down at the feet Of Jesus and say:
''All these are thine. Thou are worthy"
We go forth again for more trophies,
and into one sheaf We gather all the
scepters Of the earth, Of all ROYALTIES
and dominiops,. and then We bring the
sheaf OF scepters and put 1t down at the
feet of Jesus and say. Thou art King of
kings. and these thou hast conquered"
nd no in RI hov
more trophies. and we bid the redeemed
Of all ages, the sons and daughters OF
the Lord Almighty, to come. We ask
them to come and offer their thanksgiv-
ings, and the hosts of Heaven bring
by these bleeding feet, and by this riven
side, and by this wounded heart cry,
blessing and honor and glory and power
be unto Him that Sitteth upon the throne
and unto the Lamb forever and forever"
Tell me or a tear that he did not weep,
OF a burden he did not carry, of battle
that he did not fight, of a victory that he
did not achieve. ''All in all is Jesus in
the great plan Of redemption,
REMARK again, Christ is everything tc
the Christian in time of trouble. Who
has escaped trouble? We must all stoOp
&c
The moss has no time to grow on the
buckets that come up out Of the hearts
well, dripping with tears. Great trials
are upon our track as certain as grey
hound pack on the scent Of deer From
our hearts in every direction there are a
thousand chords reaching out binding US
to loved ones. and ever anon some of
these tendrils snap. The winds that
n o. Lof
The clouds that cross our sky are not
feathery and afar, straying like flocks OF
sheep on heavenly pastures, but wrath.
full and somber, and cleaning with ter
ror, they wrap the mountains in fire and
come down baying with their thunders
through every gorge.
The richest fruits of blessing have a |
prickly shell. Life here is not lying at
anchor: it is weathering a gale 1t is |
not sleeping in soldiers tent with our
arms stacked; it is bayonet charge. |
We stumble over gravestones, and we
drive on with our wheel deep in the old |
rut OF graves. Trouble has wrinkled |
your brow, and it has frosted your
head. Falling in this battle of life, is |
there no angel to bind our wounds? Hath |
God made this world with SO many things |
TO hurt and none to neal? For this
snakebite Of sorrow, is there no herb |
growing by all the brooks to heal the |
poiSon2 Blessed be God that in the Cos
pei We find the antidote! Christ has
bottled an ocean Of tears. How many
thorns he hath plucked out of human
agony!
Oh, He knows too we'll what it is to |
carry cross, not to help US carry
ours! He knows too we'll what it
is to climb the mountain, not to help US
up the steep He knows too we'll what
it Is to be prosecuted, not to help those
who are imposed upon. He knows too
well what it is to be sick, not to help
those who suffer. Aye, He knows too
we'll ~hat it is to die. not 20 help US III
Dur last extremity. Blessed Jesus, thou
knowest it ALL Seeing thy wounded
hand. and thy wounded feet, and thy
brow, We are sure thou know
EST it all.
Oh. when those into whose bosom we
used to breathe our sorrows are snatched
rom us, blessed be God, the heart Of
Jesus still beats, and when all other
lights go out and the world gets dark,
hen we see coming out from behind 4
loud something so bright and cheering.