Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1894-09-27

with Him as fairly.
20, says someone in light way. q
believe that Christ was born in Bethle
hem, and believe that He died on the
cross" Do you believe it with your
head or your heart? / will illustrate
the difference. You are in your own
mouse. In the morning you open a
newspaper and you read how Capt.
braveheart on the sea risked his life
Tor the salvation of his passengers. You
say; What grand fellow he must
have beenl His family deserves very
well OF the country" You fold the
newspaper and sit down at the table.
and perhaps do not think of that incl
dent again. That is historical faith.
but now you are on the sea. and it is
night, and you are asleep, and you are
awakened by the shrieks of ''fre!" You
rush out on the deck. You hear. amid
the wringing of the hands and the
iaintinR, the cry, mo hope! No hope."
we are lost! we are lost! The sails put
out Its wing of fire, the ropes make a
burning ladder in the high heavens,
the spirit of wrecks Kisses in the wave,
and on the hurricane-deck shakes out
| lts banner of smoke and darkness.
Down with this life-boatsr' cries the
captain. Down with the fe-boatsl'
People rush into them. The boats are
about full Room only for one more
man. You are standing on the deck be-
side the captain.
Who shall it be? You or the captain?
The captain says, "You" You jump
and are saved. He stands there and
dies. Now, You believe that Capt
Braveheart sacrificed himself for his
passengers, but you believe it with
love- with tears, with hot and long
continued ordinations; with grief at
his loss and joy at your deliverance.
That is saving faith. In other words.
what you believe with all the heart,
and believe in regard to yourself. On
this hinge turns my serf4sn; aye, the
salvation of your immortal soul. You
often go across a bridge you know moth
ing about. You do not know who built
the bridge, you do not know what ma
terial it is made of; but you come to it,
and walk over it, and ask no questions.
And here is an arehed bridge blasted
from The Rock of Ages" And built
by the Architect of the whole universe,
spanning the the dark gulf between
sin and Righteousness, and all God asks |
you Is to- walk across it; and you start, |
and you come to it, and you stop, and |
you go little way on and you stop. |
and Won fall back and you experiment, f
You say: How do | know that bridge |
will hold me?" instead of marching on
with firm step, asking no questions.,
but feeling that the strength of the
eternal God is under you.
0, was there ever prize proffered |
so cheap as pardon and Heaven are Of
fered TO you? For how much? A mil
lion dollars? 1t is certainly worth
more than that. But cheaper than
that you can have 1t. Ten thousand
dollars? Less than that. Five thou.
sand dollars? Less than that. One
dollar? Less than that. One farthing9
Less than that. without money and
without price" Nomoney to pay No
journey to take. No penance TO suffer.
Only just one decisive action of the
fAul. Believe on the Lord Jesus
Christ, and thou shall be saved"
Shall try to tell you what it is to be
saved? | cannot tell you. No man, no
angel, can tell you. But / can hint at
it. For my text brings me up to this
point. "Thou shalt be saved" 1t
means a happy life here and peaceful
death and blissful eternity. Ii is
grand thing to 60 to sleep at night, and
to get up in the morning and to do
business all day feeling that all is right
between my heart and God. No acct
dent. no sickness, no persecution nc
peril, no sword can do me any perma-
lent damage. am a forgiven child
If God, and He is bound to see me
through. He has sworn He will see
ne through. The mountains may de-
,art, the earth may burn, the light of
he stars may be blown out by
he blast of the Judgment hurricane;
,ut life and death, things present
md things to come are mine. Yea.
urther than that. it means peaceful
leath. Mrs. Hemans, Mrs Sigourney,
Dr. Young, and almost all the poets
AVE said handsome things about death.
There is nothing beautiful about it.
When we stand by the white and rigid
eatures of those whom we love, and
hey give no answering pressure of the
land and no returning kiss of the lip,
We do not want anybody poetizing
round about u.s. Death is loathsome-
less and midnight and the wringing of :
he heart until the tendrils snap and
url In the torture, unless Christ shall
e with US. l confess to you an in
mite fear, consuming horror of death,
Mess Christ shall be with me. would
ather go down into a cave of wild
casts or a jungle of reptiles rather 4
han into the grave, unless Christ goes
nth me. VIII you tell me that | am
D be carried out from my bright home
nd put away in the darkness. ! can
OF bear darkness. At the first coming
{ the evening l must have the gas ]
GIFTED, and the further on in life get
ne more | like to have my friends
Dund about me-
And am IN no mt off for thousands i