The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1894-05-04

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bigotries of the earth are perish
ing. The time was when we were
told that if we wanted to get to Heaven
we must be immersed or sprinkled; or
we must believe in the perseverance of
the saints, in falling away from grace.
or liturgy or no liturgy; or they must
be Calvinists, or Arminians, in order to
reach Heaven. We have all come to
confess now that these are non-essen-
tials in religion
During my vacation, one summer,
was in a Presbyterian audience, and it
was sacramental day, and with CRATE
full heart l received the holy COM
munion. On the next Sabbath was in
Methodist church. and sat at love
feast On the following Sabbath was
in an Episcopal church, and knelt at
the altar and received the consecrated
bread do not know which service
communion of saints and in the life
everlasting" ''The day breaketh."
As l look upon this audience, / see
many who have passed through waves
of trouble that came up higher than
their girdle. In Gods name proclaim
cessation of hostilities. You shall not
go always saddened and heart-broken.
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 trembles on a brighten
sky. The gates of the east begin to
swing open. The day breaketh.
Luther and Melancthon 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 Melancthon, Come,
Philip let us sing the forty-sixth psalm
of David: God is our refuge and
strength, a very present help in trouble.
Therefore will not we fear, though
the earth be removed, and though the
mountains be carried into the midst of
the sea; though the waves thereof roar
and be troubled; though the mount
aims shake with the swelling thereof.
Selah.'"
Death to many, nay to all, is strug-
gle and wrestle. We have many
friends that it will be hard to leave, l
care not how bright our future hope is.
1t is a bitter thing to look upon this
fair world and know that we shall
never again see its blossoming spring,
its falling fruits, it sparkling streams,
and to say farewell to those with
whom we played in childhood. 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 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 orphanage and widowhood; or the
church of Christ may mourn over our
going; but if Jesus calls, all is well.
The strong wrestling by the brookwill
cease; the hour of deaths night will
pass along; o'clock in the morning; 3
o'clock in the morning; o'clock in the
morning; the day breaketh.
So would have it when die. am
in no haste to be gone. / have no
grudge against this world. The only
fault | have to find with the world is
that it treats me too well; but when
the time comes to go / trust to be
ready, my worldly affairs all settled.
If have wronged others l want, then,
to be sure of their forgiveness In
that last wrestling, my arm en-
feebled with sickness, and nv
head faint, l 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 on and help me
up. Unfearing, undoubting, may 1
step right out into the light, and be
able to look back to my kindred and
friends who would detain me here, ex-
claiming: Let me go-let me go! The
day breaketh.
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