Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1893-11-13

have no strength to hurl into oblivion
that benefaction. Has Paul forgotten
the Inhabitants of Malta. who extended
the island hospitality. when he and 9TH
ers with him had felt, added to a ship
wreck, the drenching rain and the sharp
cold? Has the victim Of the highway
man on the road TO Jericho Tor
gotten the Good Samaritan WIN
medicament of oil and wine
and a free ride to the hostelry? Have
the English soldiers who went up
to God from the Crimean battletelds
forgotten Florencea Nightingale?
Through all eternity. will the Northern
and Southern soldiers forget the North
ern and Southern women who adminls-
tered to the dying boys in blue and gray
after the awful fights in Tennessee and
PENNSYLVANIA and Virginia and Georgia,
which turned every house and barn ana
shed into an hospital and inearnadined
the Susouehanna and the James and
the Chattahoochee and the SaVahhan
with brave blood? The kindnesses you
do to others will stand as long IN the APP
probation of others as the Gates OF
Heaven will stand, as the "House OF
Many Mansions" will stand, as long as
the Throne OF God will stand.
THERE IS ANOTHER,
and a more complete defeatin Oblivion
and that is, in the heart OF God HIM
self. You have seen a sailor roll up
his sleeve and show you his arm tai
tooed with the figure of favorite ship,
perhaps the first in which he ever sail
ed. You have seen a soldier roll up his
sleeve aud show you his arm tattooed
with the figure OF fortress where he
was garrisoned or the face OF great
General under whom be fought. You
have seen many a hand tattooed with
the face of loved one before or after
marriage. This tattooing is almost as
old as the world. 1t is some colored
LIQUID punctured into the flesh so in
delibly that nothing can wash IT ont.
1t may have been there fifty years, but
when the man goes into his coffin, that
picture will go with him on hand or
arm. Now, God says that He has tat
tooed US upon His hands, There can
be no other meaning in the Forty
ninth chapter of Isaiah, where God
says: Behold, have craven thee on
the palms of My hands" 1t was as
much as to say. 81 cannot open my
hand to help, but l think OF you.
cannot spread abroad My hands to bless,
but | think Of you. Wherever | go up
aud down the heavens take these two
pictures of you with Me. They are so
inwrought into My being that l cannot
lose them. As long as My hands last,
the memory OF you will last. Not on the
back of My hands, as though to an
nounce you to others, but on the palms
of MY hands, for Myself to look at and
study and love. Not on the palm OF one
hand alone, but on the palms OF both
hands, for while l am looking upon one
hand and thinking of you, must have
the other hand free to protect you,
free to strike back your enemy,
free to life if you fail. Palms OF My
hands indelibly tattoed. And though
HOLD THE WINDS
in My fist, no cyclone shall uproot the
inscription OF your name and your face,
and though hold the ocean in the hol-
low of My hand, its billowing shall not
wash out the record Of Ny remem-
brance. Behold 1 have craven thee OF
the palms of My hands," What JOY,
what honor can there be comparable to
that of being remembered by the might
lest aud kindest and loyeliest and ten
derest and most affectionate being in
the universe Think of it, to hold an
everlasting place in the heart of God!
The heart of God! The most beautiful
palace in the universe. Let the arch
angel build some palace as grand as
that II he can. Let him crumble up all
| the stars OF yesternight and tomorrow
night, and put them together as mosaics
for such a palace floor. Let him take
all the sunrises and sunsets Of all the
DAYS, and the auroraS of all the nights,
and hang them as upholstery at
| us windows. Let him take all the
rivers and all the lakes and all the
oceans, and toss them into the fount-
aims of this palace court. Let him take
all the gold OF all the hills and hang it
| i'm its chandeliers, and all the pearls OF
all the seas and all the diamonds of all
| the fields, and with them arch the door
ways of that palace; and then invite in
to it all the glories that Esther ever saw
at Persian banquet, or Daniel ever
walked amongst in Babylonian castles,
or Joseph ever witnessed in
PHARAoH's THRoNE-RooM,
and then yourself enter this castle OF
archangelic construction, and see how
poor palace it is compared with the
greater palace that some of you have
already found in the heart of a loving
and pardoning God, and into which all
the music and all the prayers and all
the sermonic considerations of this day
are trying to introduce you through the
| hlOod of the Slain Lamb.