Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1892-01-06

lUnely plateau a hungry wolf took
after him. he brought bis gun to
his shoulder and took aim, and the
wolf howled with pain. and the cry
woke up pack of wolves and they
came ravening out of the forest from
all sides and horribly devoured him.
Thou art the man. Some one sin of
your life summoning ON all the rest,
they surround thy soul and make the
night of thy sin terrible with the
assault of their bloody muzzles. Oh,
the unpardoned, claInoring. ravening.
all devouring sins of thy lifetimel
A maniac was found pacing along
the road with a torch in one hand
and pail of water in the other, and
some one asked him what he meant
to do with them. He answered,
With this torch l mean to burn
down heaven, and with this water !
mean to put out the fires of hell I"
He was a maniac. He could do the
ono thing Just as well as he could do
the other. No time to lose If you
want to escape your sins, for This
year thou shalt die"
Let me announce that Christ, the
Lord. stands ready to save any man
who wants to be saved. He waited
for you all last year, and all the year
before, and all your life He has
waited for you with blood ON his
brow. and tears in his eye, and two
outstretched. mangled hands of love.
You come home some night and
find the mark of muddy feet ON your
front steps You hasten in, and find
an excited group around your child.
He fell into a pond. and had it not
been for brave lad, who plunged in
and brought him out and carried him
home to be resuscitated. you would
have been childless. You feel that
you cannot do enough for the rescuer.
You throw your arms around him.
You offer him any compensation.
You say to him Anything that you
want shall he yours. ! will never
cease to be grateful. But my dear
Lord Jesus sees your soul sinking and
attempts to bring it ashore, and you
not only refuse him thanks, but stand
on the beach and say: Drop that
soul II want it saved ! will save
il myself"
wish you might know what job
Jesus undertook when he carried
your case to Calvary. They crowded
him to the wall. They struck him.
They spat on him. They kicked him
They cuffed him. They scoffed at
him. They scourged him. They
murdered him. Blood Blood AS
he 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 facel Oh, for thee the hunger
the thirst the thorn sting, the suffo-
cation, the darkness, the groan, the
sweat. the struggle. the DEATH
A great plague came in Marseilles.
The doctors held consultation, and
decided that a corpse must be dissect-
ed or they would never know how to
stop the plague A DR.. Guyon said,
Tomorrow morning will proceed
to a dissection" He made his will,
prepared for death, went into the
hospital, dissected a body, wrote out
the results of the dissection and died
in twelve hours Beautiful self sac
rifice, you say. Our Lord Jesus
looked out from heaven and saw q
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 hand 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 lovet Behold the sacri-
hce 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 right speedily.
This year thou shalt die"
SALVATION CANNOT BIZ BOUGHT.
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 a
kings conservatory and saw "A bunch
of grapes hanging against the glass.
She said, "Oh. II only had that
bunch OF grapes for my sick child at
homow
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 of
and sold blanket and got some
moro shillings and came back and
tried 10 buy the grapes, But the
gardener roughly assaulted her and
told her 10 DO of. The kings daugh-
ter was walking in the garden at the
time and she heard the excitement,
and, seeing the poor woman, said 10
her, My father is not a merchant
70 sell, but he is a 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 with
out price take this sweet cluster from
tho vineyards OF God.
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