The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1894-04-28

to have reinforcements let Him cal
tnem up now. No; He must do thi
work alone-alone. He is dying. Fee
) for yourself of the wrist; the pulse /
Zee oier. Feel under the arm; tn
warmth is less. He is dying Ay
they pronounce Him dead. And Jus
at that moment that they pronounce,
Him dead He rallied, and from Hi
wounds He unsheathed a weapo,
which staggered the Roman legion
down the hill and hurled the satani,
oattalions into the pit. It was a weapon
OF love-infinite love, all-conauerine
love. Mightier than javelin or spear
1t triumphed over all Put back, v.
armies of earth and hell. The tide o.
oattle turns. Jesus hath overcome
Let the people stand apart and make q
line, that He may pass down from Cal
vary to Jerusalem, and thence on and
out all around the world. The battle
is fought. The victory is achieved.
The triumphal march is begun. Hark
to the hoofs of the warriors steed,
and the tramping of a great multitudel
Tor He has many friends now. The
Hero of earth and Heaven advances.
Cheer! cheer! WHO is this that com
eth from Edom, with dyed garments
from Bozrah, travelling in the great
ness of His strength"
We behold here new revelation of
a blessed and startling fact. People
talk of Christ as though He were go
ing to do something grand for us after
awhile. He has done it. People talk
as though. ten or twenty years from
now, in the closing hours of our life.
or in some terrible pass of life, Jesus
will help us. He has done the work
already. He did it eighteen hundred
and sixty-one years ago You might
as well talk of Washington as though
he were going to achieve our national
independence in 1850, as to speak
OF Christ as though He was going to
achieve our salvation in the future. He
did it in the year of our Lord 33, eight
cen hundred and sixty-one years ago,
on the field of Bozrah. the captain of
our salvation fighting unto death for
your and my emancipation. ALI we
have to do is to accept that fact in our
heart of hearts, and we are free for
this world and we are free for the
world to come. But, lest we might
not accept, Christ comes through here
to-day, travelling in the greatness of
His strength" not to tell you that He
is going to fight for you some battle
in the future, but to tell you that the
battle is already fought, and the vic
tory already won.
You have noticed that, when soldiers
come home from the wars, they carry
on their flags the names of the battle
fields where they were distinguished
The Englishman coming back has on
his banner Inkermann and Balaklava;
the Frenchman, Jena and Eylhu; the
German. Versailles and Sedan. And
Christ has on the banner He carries as
,onquerer the names of ten thousand |
Heswon for you and for me.
He rides past all our homes of be-
the door bell swathed |
IN sorrow, by the wardrobe black with |
woe, by the dismantled fortress of our |
strength. Come out and greet Him to- |
lay, o, We people! See the names of |
Ill the battle-passes on His flag. |
Ye who are poor read on this
ensign the story of Christs hard |
trusts and pillowless head. Ye
Who are prosecuted read here of the
-uffians who chased Him from His first |
breath to His last Mighty to soothe
your troubles, mighty to balk your
'oes, travelling in the greatness of His
strength" Though the horse be
brown with the dust of His master, and
he fetlocks be wet with the carnage.
md the bit be red with the blood of
'our spiritual fees. He comes up now,
rot exhausted from the battle, but
resh as when He went into it-coming
Up from Bozrah, travelling in the
greatness of His strength.
You know that when Augustus, and
and Trajan, and Titus
anne back from the wars what time
here was. You know they came on
or in chariots. and there
we're trophies before and there were
,aptives behind. and there were peo-
lie shouting from all sides, and
here were garlands flung from
he windows, and over the high
way triumphal arch was sprung.
rhe solid masonry to-day at Beneven-
UNI, Rimini and Rome still tell
heir admiration of their heroes.
Ind shall we let our Conqueror go
without lifting any acclaim? Have
We not flowers red enough to depict
he carnage, white enough to celebrate
he victory, fragrant enough to
'reathe the joy? Those men of whom
just spoke dragged their victims at
he chariot wheels; but Christ, our
ord, takes those who once were cap
ives and invites them into His chariot
0 ride, while He puts around them
he arm of His strength, saying: 81
ave loved thee with an everlasting
,ve, and the waters shall not drown
!, and the fires shall not burn it, and
ternity shall not exhaust it."
If this be true, / can not see how any
ian can carry his sorrows a great
,hile. If this Conqueror from Bozrah
going to beat back all your griefs,
Thy not trust Him? Oh! do you not
BEL under this Gospel your griefs fall
ag back, and your tears drying up, as
on hear the tramp of a thousand Illus
rious promises led on by the Conqueror
rom Bozrah, travelling, travelling, in
he greatness of His strength" +,
On that Friday which the Episcopal