The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1894-05-31
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trouble that whltened their halrl It was
trouble that shook tho cup in their hands.
1t was trouble that washed the !ustcr
from their eyes with the rain Of tears
until they needed spectacles. 1t wss
trouble that made tho cane q necessity
tor their journey. Do you never re
member seeing ycur old mother sitting
on sonc rainy day, looking out of tho
window, Der elbow on the window sill.
hcr haEd 20 her brow-looking out, not
seeing the falling shower at all-you
we'll knew sho was looking into the dis
TAM past- until tao apron came 10 to
her eyes, because the memory was too
much for her.
Oft the big, unbidden tear
Stealing down the furrowed cheek
Told in cloquence sincere
Ia'es OF woe they could not speak.
But, this scene Of weeping DER.
Past this scene of toll and pain.
They shall feel distress no more.
Never, never weep again.
A CALL TO EFFORT.
"Who are these under the altar ?" the
question was asked and the response
came, "These are they which came out
of great tribulation and have washed
their robes and made them white In
the blood Of the Lamb" Our friends
went by path of tears into glory. BE
not surprised If we have to travel the
same pathway.
remark, again. if we want to win
the society Of our friends in heaven, we
VIII not only have to travel n path of
faith and q path of tribulation, but we
will also have to positively battle for
their mpaniOushlp. David and his
men never wanted sharp swords and
mVnlnerahle shields and thick breast
plates so much as they wanted them on
the day when they came down upon
the Amalehifes. If they had lost that
battle, they never would have got their
families back. l suppose that one
glance at their loved ones in captivity
hurled them Into the battle with ten
fold courage and energy. They said:
I'VE must win it, Everything depends
upon it. Let each one take Il man on
point OF spear or sword. We must win
it, And L have to tell you that be.
tween us and coming into the compan-
ionshlp Of our loved ones who are de-
pared there Is an Aust-rlitZ, there. is a
Gritty Sburg, there is a Waterloo. War
WIN the world, war with the flesh, war
win the devil We have either to con
qutr our troubles, or our troubles will
ruI Iqner us. David VIII either slay the
A'nal' kites Or the Amalekitts v in
saA David. Aud yet is not the fort to
I've taken worth all the pain, all thu
peril, all the besipgcment
LOOK! VINO are they on the BRIGHT
hills of he tven yonder? There trey
are, those who sat AT your own table.
the cuair nov vacant. There they are
U hnI
the cradle or hushed to sleep IN your
arms. lhero they are, those in whose
lie Yonr lilo WAS bound up. There they
are, their brow more radiant than ever
betore you sa" II, their lips waiting
Tor the kiss Of heavenly greeting, their
cheek rOSeute with the health of eter
nal summer, their heads e"k0nnp Won
up To the steep, the feet bounding with
the mlrth OF heaven. Tue pallor of
their last sickness gone out of their
lace, reVermOre to be sick, neyermore
to cough. nevermore TO limp, never
more 10 be old, neyermore to weep
I'hey are watching from those height 8
to see If through CHRIST you can fake
that fort and whether you will rush in
upon them-Victora. They know that
upon this battle depends Whether , por
VIII ever join their society. Up! Strike
harder! Charge more braveiy. Re
member that every inch you gam puts
you so much farther on toward that
heavenly reunion.
VICTORY OR DEATH.
II this morning while L speak you
could hear the cannonade Of a foreign
enemy which was to despoil your CITY,
and If they really should succeed In car
rying your families away from you how
long would we take before we resolved
to 60 after them? Every weapon,
whether fresh from the armory or old
and rusty in the garret, would be
brought out, and we would urge on,
and coming In front Of the foe we
would Slook at them and then look at
our families, and the cry would be,
"Victory or death!" and when the am
munitlon was gone we would take the
captors on the point of the bayonet or
under tho breech of the gun.
II you would make such a struyple
for the getting back of your earIhly
friends, Will you not make as much
struggle for the gaining of the eternal
mpanlonship of your heavenly
triends2 on, yes, we must join themJ
we must sit In their holy society. We
must sing with them the song. we
must celebrate with them the triumph,
Lot it never be told on earth or in
heaven that David and his men pushed
ont with drawer hearts for the getting
back OF their earthly friends for few
years on earth than we to get our de.
parted!
You say that all this implies that
our departed Christian friends are
alive. Why, have you any idea thew
arc dead? They have only moved, IF
you should go on the 2nd of Nav tu a
house where ono OF your friends lived
and find him gone,you would no, think
That he was dead. You would INQUIRE
next door WEero he had moved to. Onr
departed Christian friends have onlv
taken another house. The secret ia that
they are richer now than they once
we're and can afford a better residence
They once drank out Of easthen ware.
they now drink from tho Kings chal.
Ice. "Joseph IS yet alive" and Jacob
VIII go up and see him. Living. ara
they? Why, If man can live In th,s
damp, dark dungeon of earthly captivD
lty, can he not live where he breathes
the bracing atmosphere Of the NOM.
talns or heaven? On, yes, they are
living!
FAINT, YET PURSUING.
DO you think that Paul is so near
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