Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1892-04-29

waving and the hallelu1ahs ever rising 4
and the harps ever sounding, and the tenn
pie always open, and the golden streets
always a-rush with chariots Of salvation,
and the last place which you ought ever TO
want to go to is heaven, unless you want
to be busy.
Alas. nv hearers, that In this world
there should be so many Ioungers and 50
few workers. We 60 into the vineyard OF
the church and we hear the arbor groan
under the heft Of the vines and the cius-
tiers hanging down, large and thick ana
ripe. cluster against cluster, fairer than the
lunches Of Esneol and Engedi, and at
touch they will turn into wine mora rudy
than that of Libanus and Helbon. But
where are the men to gather the vintage
and tread the wine pressi There comes 70
vour ear a sound Of a thousand wheat
fields ready for the sickle. The grain Is
ready. It is tall, it is full, it is golden.
Il waves in the sunlight. II rustles N the
wind. It would fill the barns. ND
crowd the garners After avn a.. 81 :
lodge, or the mildew and the ru'eS = {
smite it. .itS 3
REAPERs IN THE WORLDS HARVEST, -
oh. where are the reapers to bind y y
sbeayesi The enemies Of God are mar
shaded. You see the glitter Of their buck
lers. You hear the paving of their chargers,
and all along the line of battle is heard che
shout of their great captain, and al the
armies Of the living God they hurl their.
defiance They come, not ia numbers Lac
the hosts Of Sennacherib, but Then multi
tude IS like the leaves of the forest, and the
sound Of their voices like the thunder OF the
sea. Mailed in HELPS impenetrable armor
they advance with the waving Of their
banners and the dancing Of their plumes
Their ranks are not easily to be broken,
for the batteries Of hell will open to help
them and ten thousand angels Of darkness
mingle in the fight. Where are the chosen
few who will throw themselves into the
Jaws Of this conflict
King James gave to Sir John Scott, for
his courage, a charter Of arms with NUM-
Der Of spears for the crest and the motto
'sReadyl aye, ready" and yet, when God
calls us to the work and the cause demands
our espousal and interests dreadful as the
Judgment and solemn as eternity trembie
| In the balance, how few of US are willing
to throw ourselves into the breach, crying,
Ready aye, ready"
Oh. / should like to see God arise fol
the defense Of his own cause and the dis
enthralment Of world in bondagel How
/ the letters would snap and how the dark
/ ness would fly, and how heaven would
sing You have never seen an army ike
that which God shall gather from the Jour
! winds Of heaven to fight his battles. They
/ shall cover every hilltop and stretch
| through every valley and man the vessels
/ on every sea There shall neither be up
roar nor wrath nor smoke nor bloodshed.
\ Harvests shall not lie waste in the track
1 nor cities be consumed. Instead OF the
z ,Ifoans of captives shall come the song OF
those redeemed.
Yet the conquest shall be none the less
complete, for if in that hour when al
should be yigilant the church OF God
should neglect to seiss the prize ana the
cause should seem to fail, from the grave
wards and cemeteries of all Ckfistepdpm
The good and faithful of the tpast wbdld
spring to their feet in timehtO save the
cause, and though the sun might not again
stand still above Gideon, or the moon IN
the valley Of Ajalon, the day would be long
enough to gain decisive victory for God
and the truth.
But my text is descriptive also OF those
who hunt for opportunities, and when they
get them, do not use them. The rabbit
fhev overcome by an early morning tramp
lies for weeks uncooked in the dooryard
I,be deer that they brought down after
long and exhausting pursuit in the Adj
rondaclls lies on the dOorsill undressed ana
the savory venison becomes a malodorous
carcass. They roast not that which they
took in hunting Opportunities laborlous-
" captured, yet useless and that which
came in invitingly, like string Of ployer
and quail and wild duck hung over a
hunters shoulder, turns to something
worse than nothing
So with Agrippa when almost persuaded
tn he a Christian. So with the lovely
Young man who went away from Christ
very sOrrowful. So with tens Of thousands
who have whole hands ~, whole skies
full Of winged opportunities which profit
them nusmng at all, because they roast not
That which they took in hunting. Oh,
make out Of this captured moment a ban
ouet for eternity The greatest prize in
tie universe to be won is the love and par
don Of Christ. Win that and you can say;
Now have found Friend
Whose love shall never end.
Jesus is minel