Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1894-04-19

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which he once INDUCED; but there
comes into his soul an immense salts
faction. A young man not Christ an
depends upon worldly successes to Keep
his spirits up. Now he is prospcred'
now he has large salary, now he has
a beautiful wardrobe, now he has
pleasant friends, now he has more
money than he knows how to spend
everything goes bright and well with
him. But trouble comes-there are
many young men in the house TINS
morning who can testify out OF Cheif
own experience that sometimes 70
young men trouble does come his
friends are gone, his salary is gone MS
health is gone; he goes down, down.
he becomes sour, cross queer nissan
thropic, blames the world, blames socl-
ETY.. blames the church, blames every
thing rushes perhaps to the intoXicat-
ing cup to drown his trouble, but IN
stead of drowning his trouble ne
browns his body and browns his soul
But here is a Christian young man.
Trouble comes to him. Does he give
up? Mo- He throws himself back on
the resources of heaven. He says
God is my father. Out of al these
disasters l shall pluck advantage Tor
my soul All the promises are rnlne'
Christ is mine, Christian companion
ship Is mine. What though my APP
parel be worn out? Christ gives me
robe Of righteousness. What though
money be gone? have a title deed 10
the whole universe in the promise All
are yours What though my worldly
friends fell away? Ministering angels
are my bodyguard. What though my
fare be poor and my bread be seant2
| sit at the Kings banquet!
o, what poor, shallow stream Is
worldly enjoyment compared with the
deep. broad. overlooking river OF GOD
peace rolling midway in the Christian
heart Sometimes you have gone out
on the bound beach of the sea
when there has been a storm on the
ocear. and You have seen the waves
dash into white foam at your feet
! They did not do you any harm. Nhlie
there you thought Of the chapter writ
| ten by the Psalmist, and perhaps you
recited it to yourself while the storm
was making commentary upon the
the passage: God is our refuge and
| strength. very present help in time
of trouble. Therefore will not fear
though the earth be removed and
| though the mountains be carried INTO
the midst of the sea though the waters
thereof roar and be troubled, though
the mountains shake with the swell
| ling thereof" O. how independent the
religion of Christ makes man OF
worldly success and worldly cireum'
stances! Nelson, the night before his
battle. said: "To-norrow ] shall win
either peerage or a grave in west
minister Abbey" And it does not make
much difference 10 the Christian
whether he rises or falls in worldly
matters: he has everlasting renowr
anyway. other plumage may be torn
in the blast but that soul adorned with
Christian grace is fairer than the dove
its wings covered with silver, and It's
feathers with gold.
You and have found out that pee
pie who pretend to be happy are not
always happy. Look at that young
man caricaturing the Christian reli
zion: scoffing at everything good, go
inc into registering drunkenness, dash
ing the champaign bottle TO the hoor
rolling the glasses from the bar-roon
counter, laughing, shouting, stamping
the floor. Is he happy? ! will go L
his midnight pillow. l will see hiH
turn the gas off. will ask myself l
the inflow on which he sleeps is as sof
as the pillow on which that pure youns
man sleeps All. no When he open'
his ewes in the morning, will the worlC
be as bright to him as to that younG
man who retired at night saying hi
pravers, invoking Gods blessing upoI
his own soul and the souls of his com
rades and ia Their and mother, ant
brothers and sisters far away? No
no, His laugh will ring out from TIL
saloon so that you hear it as you pas
bv but it is hollow laughter; in it i
the swapping of heart-sirings and tn
rattle of prison gates Happy! tina
Young man happy?
Let him I'LL high the bowl; he cai
not drown an upbraiding conscience
Let the balls roll through the bowiini
alley; the deep rumble and the shar
crack can not overpower the voices o
oondeunation. Let him whirl in tn
dance of sin and temptation and death
All the brilliancy of the scene can no
make him forget the last look of hi
mother when he left home: when sh
aid 10 him: Now my son, You wi
do RIGHT: ! am sure you viii do right
You will. won't you?" That youn
man happy? Why, across every nigh
there fit shadows of eternal darkness:
! there are adders eoiled upin every cur
, there are vultures Of despair stril1in
. tbeir iron beak into his heart; there ar
skeleton fingers of grief pinching a
the throat.
I come in amid the clicking of tn
/, classes and under the flashing of til
, chandeliers, and cry: Woe! woe
The way OF the ungodly shall perisi
!. There IS no peace. saith my God, to tn