The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-01-20

stoops down to lift You up the crimson
drops upon you from His brow, from His
side, from His hands Do you not feel
the warm current on your face? o,
for thee the hunger, the thirst, the
thorn-sting, the suffocation. the dark
ness, the groan. the sweat, the strug-
gle, the death !
A great plague came in Marseilles.
The doctors held consultation, and
decided that corpse must be dissected,
or they would never know how to stop
the plague. A DIR. Guyon said, "To-mor-
row morning l will proceed to dissec,
ton" He made his will; prepared for
death; went into the hospital; dissected
body; wrote out the results of the
dissection, and died in twelve hours.
Beautiful self-sacrifice you say. Our
Lord Jesus looked out from Heaven,
and saw a plague-stricken race. Sin
must be dissected. He made His will,
giving everything to His people. He
comes down into the reeking hospital
of earth He lays His hands to the
work Under our plague he dies-the
healthy for the sick, the pure for the
polluted, the innocent for the guilty.
Behold the love! Behold the sacrifice!
Behold the rescued
Decide, on this first Sabbath of the
year. whether or not you will have
Jesus. He will not stand forever
begging for your love. With some
here His plea ends rightspeedily. This
year thou shalt die"
This great salvation of the gospel
now offer to every man, woman and
child. You cannot buy it. You cannot
earn it A Scotch writer says that a
poor woman, one cold winters day,
looked through the window of kings
conservatory, and saw bunch of
grapes hanging against the glass. She
said: 20, if only had that bunch Of
grapes for my sick child at home!" At
her spinning wheel she earned few
shillings and went to buy the grapes
The kings gardener thrust her out very
roughly and said he had no grapes to
sell She went off and sold blanket
and got some more shillings and came
back and tried to buy the grapes. But
the gardener roughly assaulted her and
told her to be off. The kings daughter
was walking in the garden at the time
and she heard the excitement, and see
ing the poor woman said to her: my
father is not merchant, to sell, but he
is king and gives" Then she reached
up and plucked the grapes and dropped
them into the poor woman's apron. So
Christ is a king, and all the fruits of
His pardon He freely gives. They may
not be bought Without money and
without price take this sweet cluster
from the vineyards of God.
/ am coming to the close Of my SER
mon. l sought for q text appropriate
for the occasion. l thought of taking
one in Job: "My days fly as weaver's
shuttle;" of text in the Psalms "Sc
teach us to number our days that we
may apply our hearts unto wisdom;'
of the prayer of the vine-dresser: Lord
\ let it alone this year ALSO" but pressed
hupon my attention, first of all, and last
Jbf all, and above all, were the words
Tins year thou Shalt ole.
Perhaps it may mean me. Though
in perfect health now, it does not take
God one week to bring down the
strongest physical cons titution. | dc
not want to die this year. We have
plans and projects on foot that | want
to see completed; but God lSn ows best
and He has a thousand better men thar
/ to do the work yet undone. ! have 1
hope that, Notwithstanding all my sins
and wanderings, l shall, through the
infinite mercy of my Saviour, come
out at the right place. have moth
ing to brag of by way of Christian ex
perience; but two things have learned
my utter helplessness before God, anC
the all-abounding grace of the Lore
Jesus. If the text means some of you
my hearers, l do not want you to bC
caught unprepared. l would like t.
have you, either through money you
have laid up, or a life insurance." bt
able to leave the world feeling tina
your family need not become paupers
But if you have done your best, anC
you leave not one dollars worth o
estate you may confidently trust thu
Lord who hath prom Used to care for tn,
widow and the fathe rless. woult
like to have your soul fitted ont TO
eternity, so that if, any morning, o
noon, or evening, or night Of thes,
three hundred and sixty-five days, dealt
should look in and ask, Are yo,
ready?" you might, with an outburst o
Christian triumph answer, SAY, ay! al
ready"
know not what our last words MAJ
be. Lord Chesterfield prided himsel
on his politeness, and said, in his las
moment, "Give Dayrolles chair" DR.
Adam, a dying schoolmaster, said, ~
grows dark. The boys may dismiss.
Lord Tenterden, supposing himself Oh
the bench of court room, said, in hi
last moment, Gentlemen of the jury
, you will now consider your verdict"
dying play actor said, Drop the cur
tain. The farce is played out"
, would rather have for my dying word
those of one greater than Chesterfield
or Dr. Adam, or Lord Tenterden g
: am now ready to be offered, and tn
| time of my departure is at hand.
| have fought good fight, l have fnishe
my course, have kept the faith; hence
forth there is laid up for me crown c
| righteousness, which the Lotd, tn
t righteous judge, shall give me-"
The sooner the last hour comes tn
| better if we are fitted for entrance i
! the celestial world. There is no cloc
. | loan,.o e ~