The Penn's Grove record., 1894-01-26
PENIS GROVE, N. j., FRIDAY. JANUARY 26. 1894.

| of Syria. the rakI OF Turkey, the beer or Ger
many. the whisky of Scotland, the ale oil
England, the ALI drinks OF AmerSses are do
ing their best to stupefy, i~nfiarke, dem ant
~impoverish, brutalize and STAY the hunan
race. Human power, unless re-eniorced
from the heavens. can never extirpatt the
evils l mention. Much good has beer. ac-
| complished by the heroism and fidelity o.
Christian reformers, but the fact remains
that there are more splendid men and mag
nilcent women this moment going over the
{ Niagara abysm OF inebriety than at any time
since the first grape was turned Into wine
and the first head of rye began to soak in a
brewery. When people touch this subject,
/ they are apt to give statistics as to how many
! millions are in drunkards' graves, or WIZ
quick tread marching on toward them. The
land is full of talk Of high tarifftand low
tariff, but what about the highest ofail taritis
in this country, the tariff of $500 ,00o,OO
which rum put upon the United States In
1891, for that is what it cost us? You do not
tremble or turn pale when I say that. Tn
, fact is we have become hardened by sta
%tistics. and they make little impression.
| But IL some one could gather into one
mighty lake all the tears that have been
wrung out OF ~orphanage and widowhood, OF
into one organ diapason all the groans that
have been uttered by the suffering victims
of this holocaust, or into one whiriwind all
the signs of centuries of dissipation, or from
the wicket OF one immense prison nave look
upon US the glaring eyes of all those whom
strong drink has endungeoned, we might
perhaps realize the appalling desoiatton.
But, no, no, the sight would forever oiast
our vision the sound would forever stun
oar souls. Go on with your temperance
literature go on with your temperance plat
forms go on with your temperance laws.
But we are all hoping for something from
above, and while the bare arm OF suifering,
and the bare arm of invalidism, and the bare
arm Of poverty, and the bare arm OF m
,ic desolation, from which rum hath tornthe
sleeve, are lifted up in beggary and suppii-
oation and despair, let the bare arm oil God
| strike the breweries, and the liqlor stores,
and the corrupt politics, and the license
laws, and the whole inferno OF g~rogshops all
around the world. Down, thou accursed
bottle. from the thronei Into the dust, thou
king Of the demiioin Parched be thy lips,
thou wine cup, with lires thai shall never os
luenched!
But | have no time to specify the manifold
lavils that challenge Christianity. And !
think | have seen in some Christians, and
read in some newspapers, and heard from
some pulpits a disheartennent. as though
Christianity were so worsted that 1t is hardly
worth while to attempt to win this world for
lGod. and that all Christian work would col
lapse, and that 1t Is no use for you TO teach a
sabbath class, or distribute tracts, or exhort
in prayer meetings, or preach in a pulpit, as
satan IL gaining ground. To rebuke that
lpessimism, the gospel of smashup, l preach
this sermon, showing that you are on the
winning side. Go ahead! Fight n What
lii want to make out to-day is that our ammu-
milton is not exhausted that all which has
been accomplished has been only the skirm-
fishing before the great A~rmageddon that
not more than one Of the thousand fountains
of beauty in the Kings park has begunto
play that not more than one brigade OF
l~innumerable hosts to be marshaled by the
rider on the white horse has yet taken the
field that what God has done yet has been
with arm folded in flowing robe, but that
the time Is coming when He will rise from
His throne, and throw of that robe, and
come out OF the palaces OF eternity, andcome
down the stairs OF heaven with all conquer
ing step, and halt in the presence OF expec-
liant Nations, aud flashing His omntscient
eyes across the work to be- done VIII put
back the sleeve OF His right arm to the shoul-
der, and roll it no there, AMI for the worlds
Anal and complete rescue make bare His
arm. Who can doubt the result when ac-
cording to my text Jehovah does His
best when the last reserve force OF omnipo-
tence takes the field when the last sword
of eternal might leaps from its scab-
bard? Do you know h decided
the battle of Sedanp Tne hills a THOUSAND
feet high. Eleven hundred cannons on the
hills. Artillery on the heights Of Giyonne,
and twelve German batteries on the heights
Of La Moncello. The Crown Prince of Sax
ony watched the scene from the heights of
| Marry. Between a quarter to o o'clock in
the morning and / o'clock in the afternoon
of September 2, 1870, the hills dropped the
| shells that shattered the French host in the
valley. The French Emperor aud the S6, 900
Of his army captured by the hills. So In this
\ conflict now raging between holiness and
sin ''our eyes are unto the hills
Down here in the valleys OF earth we must
be valiant soldiers of the cross, but the Com
mander OF our host walks the heights and
| views the scene far better than we can In the
/, valleys, and at the right day and the right
hour all heaven will open its batteries on our
side, and the Commander of the hosts of un-
Righteousness with all his followers will sur
render, and it will take eternity to fully cele-
brate the universal Vlctory through our Lord
Jesus Christ. "opr eyes are unto the bills.
1t Is so certain to be accomplished that Isaiah
in my text LOOKS down through the field glass
Of prophecy and speaks of it as already ae-
lcomplished, ard l take my stand where the
prophet took his stand and LOOK at 1t as all
done, tiHallelalah, it's done" See Those
cities without a tear! Look! Those con-
~tinents without a pang. Behold! Those
he~mispheres without a sin Why, those
deserts, abraham desert, American des-
lert, and Great Sahara desert, are all
irrigated into gardens whore God walks In
the cool of the day. Til atmosphere that
encircles our globe floating not one groan.
| All the rivers and lakes and oceans dimpled
4 with not one falling tear. The climates OF
the earth have dropped out OF them the
rigors OF the cold and the blasts of theh heat,
and 1t liz universal spring! Let us change
the old worlds name. Let 1t no more De
called tho earth, as when it was reeking with
everything pestiferous and m~alevolent, scar
leted with battlefields and gashed with
graves, but now SO changed, so aromatic
with gardens, and SO resonant with song,
and SO rubescent with beauty, let US call 1t
Immanuel's Land Or Beulah or millennial
gardens CT paradise regalned or heaven
And to God, the only wise, the only good,
the only great, be glory forever. Amen.