The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1894-01-26

whisky of Scotland. the ale of England,
the all-drinks of America, are doing
their best to stupefy, infiame, dement,,
impoverish, brutalize and slay the
human race. Human power, unless re-
enfoced from the heavens, can never
extirpate the evils mention.
Much good has been accomplished by
the heroism and fidelity of Christian
reformers, but the fact remains that
there are more splendid men and mag
nificent women at this moment going
over the Niagara abysm of inebriety
than at any time since the first grape
was turned into wine, and the first
head of rye began to soak in a brewery.
The land is full of talk of high tariff
and low tariff, but what about the high
est of all tariffs in this country, the tar
if of 5000, 200, 900 which rum put upon
the United States in 1891, for that is
what it cost us. You do not tremble
or turn pale when L say that The
fact is we have become hardened by
statistics and they make little impress
sion. But if some one could gather
into one mighty lake all of the tears
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age and widowhood; or into one organ
diapason all the groans that have been
uttered by the suffering victims of this
holocaust; or into one whirlwind all
the signs of centuries of dissipation, or
from the wicket of one immense prison
have look upon us the glaring eyes OF
all those whom strong drink has en-
dungeoned, we might perhaps realize
the appalling desolation. But we are
all hoping for something from above,
and while the bare arm of suffering,
and the bare arm of invalidism, and
the bare arm of poverty, and the bare
arm of domestic desolation, from which
rum hath torn the sleeve, are lifted up
in beggary and supplication and de-
spair, let the bare arm of God strike
the breweries, and the liquor stores,
and the corrupt politics, and the license
laws, and the whole inferno of grog-
shops all around the world.
But / have no time to specify the
manifold evils that challenge Christian
ity And | think / have seen in some
Christians, and read in some newspa-
pers, and heard from some pulpits, a
disbursement, as though Christianity
were so worsted that it is hardly
worth while to attempt to win this
world for God, and that all Christian
work would collapse, and that it is no
use for you to teach Sabbath class, or
distribute tracts, or exhort in prayer
meetings, or preach in a pulpit, as
Satan is gaining ground. To rebul<e
that pessimism, the gospel of Smashup,
/ preach this sermon showing that you
are on the winning side Go ahead! Fight
on! What l want to make out to-day
is that our ammunition is not ex-
hausted; that what God has done yet
has been with arm folded in flowing
robe; but that the time is coming when
He will rise from His throne and throw
off that robe, and come out of the pal
aces of eternity, and come down the
stairs of Heaven with all-conquering
step, and halt in the presence of ex-
pectant nations, and flashing His om-
niscent eyes across the work to be done,
will put back the sleeve of His right
arm to the shoulder, and roll it up
there. and for the worlds final and
complete rescue make bare His arm
Who can doubt the result when, &C
cording to my text, Jehovah does Hi
best: when the last reserve force of
omnipotence takes the field; when the
last sword of eternal light leaps from
it's scabbard.
So in this conflict now raging be-
tween holiness and sin Our eyes are
al
valleys of the earth we must be valiant
soldiers of the cross, but the Command
err of our ho3ts walks the heights, and
views the scene far better than we can
in the valleys, and at the right day and
at the right hour all Heaven will open
its batteries on our side, and the COM
mander of the hosts of unrighteousness
with all of his followers will
surrender and it will take eter-
nifty to fully celebrate the uni
versal victory through our Lord
Jesus Christ Our eyes are unto the
hills" 1t is so certain to be accom-.
plished that Isaiah in my text looks
down through the field-glass of proph-
ecy and speaks of it as already accom-
plished, and l take my stand where the
prophet took his stand and look at it as
all done. ''Hallelujah, It's done!" Seel
Those cities without tear! Look
Those continents without pang! Be-
hold! Those hemispheres without
sin! Why, those deserts, Arabian des-
ert, American desert and great Sahara
desert are all irrigated into gardens,
where God walks in the cool of the
day. The atmosphere that encircles
our globe floating not one groan. All
the rivers and lakes and oceans dimpled
with not one falling tear. The eli
mates of the earth have dropped out
of them the rigors of the cold and the
blasts of the heat, and it is universal
spring. Let us change the old worlds
name. Let it no more be called the
earth, as when it was reeking with
everything pestiferous and malevolent,
scarleted with battlefelds and gashed
with graves, but now so changed, SO
aromatic with gardens, and so resonant
with song, and so rubescent with
beauty. let us call it Immanuefs Land,
or Beulah, or Millennial Gardens, or
Paradise Regained, or Heaven! And to
God, the only Wise, the only Good, the
only Great, be glory forever. Amen
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