Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1892-08-05

emh'assador Of the sky all enthusiasm.
Co,nrslete pardon for direst guilt. sweet
est comfort for ghastliest agony. brlgh1-
eet nom, for grimmest death. Grandest
resurrection for darkest sepulcher
on wbg6 Gospel to preachl Chrls1
over ali in lit. His birth, his suifeling 8.
his miraeles'l his parallels, his swe',g, ~
tears. his BLOND, his atoneIesnt - me-
sessiea--what glorious themesi Do
exercise faith 3 Christ is its object. pJy
we have lover It fastens on Jesus. Have
we a fOndness for the church, Il Is be-
cause Christ died for it. Have we a hope
OF heaven? 1t is because jesus went
ahead, the herald and the forerunner.
The royal robe OF Demetrus was so
costly, so beautiful, that after he had pun
it off no one ever dared put it on; but this
robe of Christ, richer than that, the poor
est, and the wanest, and the worst may
wear. Where sin abounded grace may
much more abound"
THE JOY or THE CONVERTED.
"Oh, my sins, my sins" said Martin
Luther to Staupitz; my sins my sinsF
The fact IS that the brawny German stu
dent had found a Latin Bible that had
made him quake, and nothing else ever
did make him quake; and when he found
how, through Christ, he was pardoned
and saved, he wrote to a friend, saying.
"Come over and join us great and awful
sinners saved by the grace OF God. You
seem to be only a slender sinner, and you
don't much extol the mercy Of Cod but
we who have been such very awful sin
ners praise his grace the more now that
we have been redeemed"
Can it be that you are 50 desperately
- IL al in Ilalr
rate spiritual trim, and that from the root
Of the hair to the tip Of the toe you are
searless and immaculatef What you need
Il a looking glass, and here it is in the
Bible. Poor and wretched and miserable
and blind and naked from the crown Of
the head to the sole Of the foot, full u
wounds and putrefylng sores. No hea th
in us. And then take the fact that Christ
gathered up all the notes against US and
paid them, and then offered us the receipt
Ard how much we need him in our sor-
rowsl We are independent Of circum-
stances if we have his grace. Why, he
made Paul sing in the dungeon, and under
that grace st. John from desolate Patmos
heard the blast Of the apOcalyptic trum-
nets. After all other candles have been
snuffed out, this is the light that gets
brighter and brighter uRto the perfect day.
and after, under the hard hOofs OF calnm-
ity, all the pools Of worldly enjoyment
have been trampled into deep mire, at
the foot Of the eternal rock the Chris
tian, from cups of granite, lily trimmed
and vine covered, puts ont the thirst OF MS
soul. !,
Again, / remark that Christ is above all
in diving alleviations have not any sym
pnthy with the morbidity abroad about
our demise. The emperor Of Constantine
ple arranged that on the dag Of bis corona
ton the stonemnson should come and con
suit him about his tombstone that after
awhile he would need. And there are
men who are monomanical on the subject
of departure from this life by death, and
the more they think of it the less they are
nreDared to 90 This Is an unmanliness
not worthy of you, not wOrthyof me,
THE HERo's pRATH.
saladin, the greatest eonqueror Of ms
dav. while dying ordered the tunio he had
an him to be carried after his death on a
spear at the head of his army, and then the
soldier ever aud anon should stop and say
tsBehold. all that Is left Of Salaain, the EN-
peror and conqueror OF all the states he
conquered, Of all the wealth he accnmu-
lated nothing did he retain but this
shroudw / have no sympathy with such
behavior, or such absurd demonstration
or with much that we hear uttered in re-
gard to departure from this iila % tha
next. There Is commencement laea on
tins subject that you and | need to consid.
er-tbat there are only two styles OF de-
parturei
A thousand feet underground, by light
of torch toiling in miners shaft, q ledge
of rock may fall upon us and we may die q
miners death. Far out at sea, falling
from the slippery Tatlines and broken Of
! the halyarsls we may die sailors death
On mission OF mercy in hospital, amid
broken bones and reeking leprosies and
raging fevers we may die philanthro
/ pbist's death, On the field OF battle, sery
| ing God and our country, the gun carriage
/ may roll over us and we may die patfiot''
dqlth. But after all there are only tw'
/ STYLES OF depaFture-thed death Of the right
eous and the death Of the wicked, and W
all want to die the former.
/ God grant that when that hour come.
/ YOU may be at hOmei You want the hanf
Of your kindred in your hand. You wan
YOUR children to surround you. You wan
/ the light on your pillow from eyes tina
/ have long reflected your love You wan
D
Gus strangers standing around watching
YOU. You want your kindred from afar e
hear YOUR last prayer. ] think that is thu
wish Of all of us. But is that all? Car
earthly friends bold as when the pillows o
death come up to the girdles Can human
voice charm open heavens gate Can hu
man hands pilot as through thenaftowso
death into heavens harbor2 Can an earthly
friendship shield US from the arrows Q
death and In the hour when SATAN sNal
practice upon us his internal archery
No. no, no, NOT Alas! poor soul, Il that !
all Better die in the wilderness, far iron
tree shadow and from fountain, alone
vultures circling through the air waitinl
for our body, unknown to men, and to hav
no buyial il only Christ could say through
the solitudes, II will never leave thee,
will never forsake thee" From that pill
low Of stone ladder would soar heaven
ward, angels coming and goingi am
across the solitude and the barrennes
would come the sweet notes Of heayenl
minstrelsy.
DEATH OF THE CHRISTIAN.
Gordon Hall, far from home, dying !
the door Of a heathen temple said, '6lor
to thee, o GOdW What did dying Wi
berforce say to his wifes Come and 81
beside me. and let US talk Of heaNn.
never knew what happiness was until
found Christ" What did dying Hanna
More say9 ssTo 70 to heaven; think wha
that is! To 90 to Christ, who died thar
might ligel Oh. glorious gravel Oh, wha
glorious thing it IS to diet on, q
love Of Christ, the love Of Christi Wh'
did Mr.. Toplady, the great hymn make
say in his last hourg 'sWho can nleasul
the depth Of the third heavens Oh, q
sunshine that fills my souli shall SOC
be gone, for surely no one can live in tn
world after such glories as God has mar
tested tony soul.
What did tlie dying FanewaY says
cqn as easily die as close my eyes on tul
my head in sleep. teforea few hours hA'
passed shall stand on Mount Zion vii
the one hundred and forty and four tho
sand, and with this just men made pertee
: and we shall ascribe riches and honor q
, i,lory and majesty and dominion unto O.