The Dickinson press., 1893-05-20
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But 1 remember in boyhood that We
called the T giant Of battle, cape peculiar rose,
very red and very fiery Suggestive flower,
it was called the giant of battle And 80
in the garden of the Lord we find that
kind of tlowsr-ths Panls and Martin
giants of the battle. What in other
men is a spark. in them is Il conf1agra-
tion; when they pray. their prayers take
fire. When they suffer. they sweat great
drops of blood: when they preach it is a
giants of battle You say. Why have
we not more of them in the church of
Christ at this time?" l answer your
question by asking another: Why have
we not more Gromwells and Hnmboldts
giants, Of hattle; they do their work, and
they do it well.
But ! find also in the church of God a
plant that l shall call the snowdrop.
Very beautiful, hut cold: it is very pure,
snowdrop. and as cold rs the snowdrop.
No special sympathy That kind of man
never lcses his patience; he never weeps,
ne never flashes with anger, he never
utters rash word. Always cold, always
drop; but don't like him. would rather
have one giant of battle than 5000 snow
drops.
Give me a man wbo may make some
mistakes in his artlor ior the Lords sery.
ice. rather than that kind of nature which
and that is keeping equilibrium. There
are snowdrops in all the churchcs-men
without any sympathy Very good; they
are i'll the garden of the Lord, there
fore L know they ought to be there; but
always snowdrops.
Nou have cnnr GONNA ,>l,o,. ,,o,Lo,,
q century plant. | do not suppose there
is Il person i'll this house who has ever
seen more than one century plant in full
bloom, and when you see the century
plant your emotions are stirred. You
century, and it will not bloom again for
another 100 years" Well, have to
tell you that in this garden Of the church,
spoken of in my text, there is century
plant
1t has gathered up its bloom from all
turtles ago it put forth its glory. 1t. is
not only IL century plant. but passion
tower-the passion flower of Christ; q
crimson flower, blood at the root, and
blood on the leaves, the passion flower
of Jesus, the century plant of eternity:
winds from the south, and winds from
the east and winds from the west, and
scatter the perfume of this flower through
all nations.
His worth. if all the nations knew,
Sure the whole earth would love him, too.
garments smelling of myrrh, and aloes,
and cassia, out of the ivory palaces.
l go further and say the Church of
Christ is appropriately compared to gar
den, because of its thorough irrigation.
There can be no luxuriant garden with
-, I tyo rfln
the midst of the desert amid the Rocky
mountains. l said, how is it possible you
have so many flowers, so much rich fruit
in a desert for miles around: sup
| pose some of you have seen those gar
dcns. Well, they told me they had age
and the SHOWS melted on the Sierra Ne
vada aud the Rocky mountains, and then
poured down in water to those aque-
ducts, and it kept the fields in great
Insurance. And l thought to myself,
how like the garden of Christ All around
it the harrenness OF sin ana the Darren, '.
ness of the world, but our eyes are unto
the hills, from whence cometh our help:
There is q river, the streams whereof
shall make glad the city of our God, the
fountain of gardens and streams from .
| Lebanon. Water to slake the thnst,
water TO refresh the fainting, water 70
wash the unclean, water to toss up IN
| fountains under the sun of righteousness,
| until thoy can see the rainbow around
| the throne.
But YOU have noticed that around
every kings garden there is u high wall.
You may have stood at the thew wall ,a OF
hngs eoast ,ha4 hnd sapdsn and While yoa
were watching, the gardener opened the
gate and the royal equipage swept
through it, and you caught glimpse OF
the garden, but only glimpse, for then
the gates closed.
/ bless God that this garden of Christ
has gates on all sides; that they are
seV speVer viii vi may come in. Oh! how many
there are who die in the desert who
might revel in the garden! How many
of this world that satisfaction which they
It was SO with Theodore Hook, who
made all nations laugh while he was
living. And yet Theodore Hook on a
certain day, when in the midst of his
revelry he caught q glimpse Of his own
face and his own apparel in the mirror,
said, THAT is true. / look just as l am
lost, body, mind soul and estate, lost:
And so it was with Shenstone about his
Of my sermon. He sat down amid all its
beauty and wrung his hands and said,
II have lost my way to happiness. l am
frantic; hate everything; | hate myself
us q mad man ought to-" Alas! SO many
in the gardens of this world are looking
for that flower they eau never find eA.
cent in the garden of Christ.
Substantial comfort will not grow
In natures barren SOIL.
All we can boast till Christ we know
Is vanity and toll.
How many have tried all the fountain.
of this worlds pleasure. but never tastet
of the stream from Lebanon! How man!
have reyeIed in other gardens, to thei
souls ruin, but never plucked one fiowe
fror .ile garden of our God! l swim
open Ill the gates of the garden and in
yitc you in, whatever your history. what
ever your sins, whatever your tempta
tiOns, whatever your trouble. The invi
tatior comes no more TO one than to nll
"Whosoever will. let him come"
9 fade, but, blessed be God, there are gal
a lands that never wither. and through til
: grace of Christ Jesus we may enter int
G the Joys which are provided for us q
@ Gods right hand. Oh! come into the ga
}. den. And remember, as the closin
e thought, that God not only brings l
n into a garden here, but it is a garden a
e the way with those who trust and 10.
& and serve him. garden oil through II
l. slope of heaven.
e There everlasting spring abides
n And never-withering flowers,
10 Death, like a narrow stream, divides
n That heavenly land from ours.
1t Gettysburg.
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