Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-04-30

! down what we love best? Was Lazarus
| more dear to him than our beloved dead
| to us? No. We have right to weep.
| Our tears must come You shall not
| drive them back to scald the heart They
| fall into Gods bottle. Afflicted ones
have Gicd because they could not weep.
| Thank God for the sweet, the mystic
Sious relief that comes to us in tears !
Under this gentle rain the flowers of
corr put forth their bloom God pity
| that dry, withered, parched, all consum-
ing grief that wrings it's hands and
grinds it's teeth and bites its nails unto
the quick, but cannot weep! We may
have found the comfort Of the cross, and
yet ever after show that in the dark
night and by the brook Jabbok we were
trouble touched.
The Day BreaketI.
Again, we may take the idea Of the
text and announce the approach Of the
day dawn. No one was ever more glad
to see the morning than was Jacob after
that night Of struggle. It is appropriate
for philanthropists and Christians to
cry out with this angel of the text,
''The day breaketh. - The worlds pros
poets are Frightening The church of
Christ is rising up in its strength to go
forth fair as the moon, clear as the sun
and terrible as an army with banners. -
Clap your hands, all ye people, the
day breaketh. The bigotries of the earth
are perishing. The time was when we
were told that if we wanted to get to
heaven we must be immersed or sprin
kled, Or we must believe in the perse
verance of the saints, or in falling away
from grace, or a liturgy, or no liturgy,
or they must be Calvinists or Armin-
ians in order to reach heaven. We have
all come to confess now that these are
nonessentials in religion.
During my vN9ation one summer l
was in Presbyterian audience, and it
was sacramento day, and with grateful
heart received the holy communion.
On the next Sabbath [ was in q MethO
dist church and sat at q love feast. On
the following Sabbath I was in an Epis-
copalian church and knelt at the altar
and received the cOnsecrated bread. /
do not know which service I enjoyed
the most. 81 believe in the communion
of saints and in the life everlasting
''The day breaketh. -
AS I look upon this audience sc,
many who have passed through waves
Of trouble that came up higher than
their girdle. In Gods name I proclaim
cessation of hostilities. You shall not
go always saddened and heartbrolen.
God will lift your burden. God will
bring your dead to life. God will stanch
the hearts bleeding. [ know he will.
Like as a father pities his children, SO
the Lord pities you. The pains of earth
will end. The tomb will burst. The
dead will rise. The morning star trem-
bles on a frightening sky. The gates of
the east begin to swing open The day
breaketh.
Luther and Melanchthon were talking
together gloomily about the prospects
of the church. They could see no hope
of deliverance After awhile Luther
got up and said TO Melanchthon: Come,
Philipp let us sing the forty-sixth psalm
of David: God is our refuge and
strength, very present help i'll trouble.
Therefore will not we fear, though the
earth be removed, and though the noun
tains be carried into the midst of the
sea; though the waters thereof roar and
be troubled; though the mountains
shake with the swelling thereof Sc
lab. -
The Death Struggle.
Death to many, nay TO all, is a strug-
gle and wrestle. We have many
friends that it Will be hard TO leave. l
care not how bright our future hope is.
Il is o bitter thing to look upon this
fair world and know that we shall new
er again see its blossoming spring, its
falling fruits, it's sparkling streams and
to say farewell to those with whom we
played in childhood or counseled in
manhood. In that night, like Jacob, we
may have to Wrestle, but God will not
leave US unblessed. 1t shall not be told
in heaven that q dying soul cried unto
God for help, but was not delivered.
The lattice may be turned to keep out
the sun, or &. book set TO dim the light
of the midnight taper, or the room.
may be filed with the cries of orphan
age and widowhood, OF the church of
Christ may mourn over our going, but /.
if Jesus calls all is well. The strong
wrestling by the brook will cease; the /
hour Of death night will pass along
o'clock in the morning; 2 o'clock in |
the morning; 4 o'clock in the morning.
The day breaketh.
So I would have it when I die. / am
in no haste to be gone. I have no grudge I
against this world. The only fault have /
to find with the world is that it treats /
me too we'll, but when the time comes
to go I trust to be ready, my worldly +
affairs all settled. IF I have wronged I
others, want then to be sure Of their
forgiveness. In that last wrestling, my
arm enfeebled with sickness and my
head faint, want Jesus beside me. If
there be hands on this side of the flood
stretched out to hold me back [ want
the heavenly hands stretched out to draw
me forward. Then, O Jesus, help me Oh