The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1892-04-15


back his children the thousandth time
, - cheerfully as the first AS easily as
w,t;h my handkerchief strike the dust
off book, God will wipe out all your
sins.
There are hospitals for 'incurables."
When men are hopelessly sick they are
sent there. Thank Cod there is no hos
pital for spiritual incurables Though
you had the worst leprosy that ever
struck soul, your flesh shall come
again like the flesh of little child.
Oh, this mercy of God! l am told IT, is
an ocean. Then place on it four
swift-sailing craft, with compass.
and charts, and choice rigging,
and skillful navigators, and tell them
to launch away and discover for me the
extent of the ocean That craft puts
out in one direction and sails to the
north; this craft to the south; this to
the east; this to the west They crowd
on all their canvass and sail 10000
years, and one day come up the harbor
of Heaven and / shout to them from
the beach: Have you found the shore?"
and they answer: mo shore to God s
mercy" Swift angels, dispatched from
the throne, attempt to go across it. For
million years they fly and fly, but
then come back and fold their wings at
the foot of the throne and cry: mo
shore! no shore to Gods mercy.
Mercy! Mercy! Mercy! 1 sing it,
preach it. I pray it. Here / find a
man bound hand and foot to the devil,
but with one stroke of the hammer OF
Gods truth the chains fall off and he is
free for ever. Mercy! Mercy! Mercy!
There is no depth it can not fathom,
there is no height it can not scale, there
is no infinity it can not compass. l
take my stand under this goodly cedar.
and see the fiocks flying thither. They
are torn with the shot of temptation
and wounded and sick and SCARED
Some fought with iron beak, som.e
once Toasted on carcasses, some wer,
fierce of eye and cruel OF talon, but they
came, flock after flock-''all fowl Of
every wing"
Again: All the dying will find thei.'
nest in this goodly cedar 1t is cruel to
destroy n birds nest, but death does
not hesitate to destroy one. There was
a beautiful nest in the next street Low
ingly the parents brooded over IL
There were two or three robins in the
nest The scarlet fever thrust it's hot
hands into the nest, and the birds arc
gone. Only those are safe who have
their nests in the goodly cedar. They
have over them 1.-The feathers of the AL,
mighty" Oh, to have thos$
soft, warm, eternal wings stretch,
ed over us! Let the storms beat and
the branches of the cedar toss on the
wind-no danger. When a storm comer
you can see the birds flying to the
woods. Ere the storm of death comes
let us fly to the goodly cedar.
OF what great varieties Heaven will
be made up. There come men who
once were hard and cruel, and desperate
in wiclIedness, yet now, soft and
changed by grace, they come into glory:
"All fowl of every wing" And here
they come, the children who were
reared in loving home-circles flocking
through the gates of life: "All
fowl of every wing These
were white, and came from Northern
homes; these were black, and
assembled from southern plantations;
these were copper-colored, and went up
from Indian reservations: "All fowl of
every wing" So God gathers them up.
1t is astonishing how easy it is for
good soul to enter Heaven. A promi-
nent business man in Philadelphia went
home one afternoon. lay down on the
lounge and said: 1T is time for me to
GO. He was very aged. His daughter
said to him: Are you sick?" He said
mo; but it is time for me to 60 Have
John put it in two of the morning
papers, that my friends may know that
l am gone. Good-by," and as quick as
that God had taken HIM
1t is easy to go when the time comes.
There are no ropes thrown out to pull
us ashore; there are no ladders let down
to pull us up. Christ comes and takes
us by the hand and says: "You have
had enough of this: come up higher"
Do you hurt lily when you pluck it?
Is there any rudeness when Jesus
touches the check and the red rose of
health whitens into the lily of immor-
tai purity and gladness?
Behold the saints, beloved Of God,
Washed are their robes in Jesus blood
Brighter than angels, 10! they shine
Their glories splendid and sublime.
Through tribulation great they came;
They bore the cross and scorned the shame;
Now, in the Heavenly temple blest,
With God they dwell; on Him they rest.
While everlasting ages roll,
Eternal love shall feast their soul,
And scenes of bliss, forever new,
Rise IN succession 10 their view.