Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1892-07-04


Protractedness is nothing
Ger sins like mountains for their size,
The seas of sovereign grace expand,
The seas of sovereign grace arise.
Lord Jesus, give up all other props
give up all other expectations. Ruined
and undone, lay hold thee. plead thy
promises. | fly to thy arms Lord save
me; perish" When the Christian com
mission went into the army during the
war there were great multitude of hun
CRY men and only a few loaves of bread
and the delegate of the commission was
cutting the bread and giving it out to
wounded and dying men. Some one came
up and said, Cut those slices thinner OF
there will not be enough to go around. ~
And then the delegate cut the slices very
thin and handed the bread around until
they all had some, but not much. But
blessed be God, there is no need of economy
in this Gospel. Bread for all; bread enough
and to spare Why perish with hunger9
THE LOVING WAY.
Again, / advise you, as one of the best
things you can do with Christ, to take him
into your love. Now there are two things
which make us love any one-inherent at
Effectiveness and then what he does in the
way of kindness toward us. Now Christ is
in both these positions. Inherent attract
iveness-fairer than the children of men,
the luster of the morning in his eye, the
glow of the setting sun in his cheek, myrrh
ana frankincense in the breath of his lip.
In a heaven of holy beings the best. In a
heaven of mighty ones, the strongest. In
heaven of great hearts, the tenderest and
the most sympathetic. Why, sculpture
has never yet been able to chisel his form,
nor painting to present the flush of his
cheek, nor music to strike his charms; and
the greatest surprise Of eternity will be
the first moment when we rush into his
presence and with uplifted hands and
streaming eyes and heart bounding with
rapture, we cry out, "This is Jesus!'
All over glorious is my Lord,
He must be loved and yet adored;
His worth, If all the nations knew,
Sure, the whole earth would love him too.
Has he not done enough to win our alfec-
tions2 Peter the Great, laying aside royal
authority, went down among the ship car
penters to help them, but Russia got the
chief advantage of that condescension.
John Howard turned his back upon the
refinements and went around prisons to
spy out their sorrows and relieve their
wrongs, but English criminals got the
chief advantage of that ministry. But
when Christ comes, it is for you and me.
The sacrifice for yon and me. The tears
for you and me. The crucifxion for you
and me
If | were hopelessly in debt, and some
one came and paid my debts and gave me
"A receipt in full, and called off the pack of
IA. G I
ing ship, and you came in lifeboat and
took me off, could l ever forget your kind
ness? Would ever allow an opportunity
to pass without rendering you service or
attesting my gratitude and love? Oh, how
ought we to feel toward Christ, who
plunged into the depth of our sin and
plucked us out!
Ought it not to set the very best emotions
of orr heart into the warmest-aye, a red
hot glow The story is so old that people
almost get asleep while they are hearing
it. And yet there he hangs-Jesus the
man, Jesus the God. Was there anything
before or since, anything to be compared
to this spectacle of generosity and
woe2 Did heartstrings ever snap with a
worse tortureS Were tears ever charged
with heavier grief? Did blood ever gush,
in each globule the price Of soul? The
wave of earthly malice dashed it's bloody
foam against one foot, the wave of Internal
malice dashed against his other foot, while
the storm of Gods wrath against sin beat
on his thorn pierced brow, and all the hosts
of darkness with cleaning lances ram
PACED through his holy soul.
THE INFINITE SACRIFICE.
Oh, see the dethronement of heavens
kingl the conqueror fallen from the white
horsel the massacre of Godl Weep, ye
who have tears, over the loneliness of his
exile and the horrors of his darkness.
Christ sacrificed on the funeral pyre of a
worlds transgression; the good for the
bad, the great for the mean; the infinite
for the finite, the God for the man. Oh, if
there be in all this audience one person
untouched 10y this story of the Saviour's
love, show me where he is, that | may
mark the monster of ingratitude and of
crime. If you could see Christ as he is
you would rise from your seat and fling
yourselves down at his feet, crying, "My
Lord my light, my love, my joy, my peace,
my strength, my expectation, my heaven,
my ALL Jesusl Jesus"
Oh can you not love him2 Do you want
more of his tearsP Why, he has shed them
all for you He hasno more. Do you want
more of his blood2 His arteries were
emptied dry, and the iron hand of agony
could press out nothing more. Would you
put him to worse eXcruciationP Then drive
another nail into his hand, and plunge an
other spear into his side, and twist another
thorn into his crown, and lash him with
another flame Of Internal torture. NO"
says some one; stop! stopl he shall not
be smitten again. Enough the tears.
Enough the blood Enough the torture.
Enough the agony" Enough" cries
earth. Enough" cries heaven. Aye,
Enough cries hell. At last enough.
oh, look at him, thy butchered Lord,
unshrouded and CHASTITY as they flung him
from the tree, his wounds gaping for a
bandage Are there no hands to close
these eyes2 Then let the sun go out and
there be midnight. Howl, We winds, and
howl We seas, for your Lord is deadl Oh,
what more could he have done for you and
for me than he has donef Could he pay Il
bigger price? Could he drink a more Bit
ter cupP Could he plunge into worse ca
tastrophe? And can you not love himS
Groan again q blessed Jesus, that they
may feel thy sacrificed Groan again. Put
the four fingers and the thumb of thy
wounded hand upon them that the cash
In the palm may strike their soul and thy
warm life may bleed into them. Cs)an
again, o Jesus, and see if they will not
feel
Oh, what will you do with such Christ
as that2 You nave got 10 40 something
with him this morning. What will you
do with JesusS viii you Stay him again
by your sinY viii you spit upon him
AGAIN. viii you cruelty him again.
What will you 10 with him who has loved
YOU with more than brothers love, more
g., lnva Won mora than n