The record-union., 1894-12-25

Requesting Christ TO leave those coasts:
But Jesus, sorry for the man
NO douot in tender, plying tones),
Rebuked that spirit foul, unclean,
Commanding thus: ''Come out of him"
That pirit now gets into men,
ana nought but Christ's own power to-day
Can drive 1T out and make as clean.
On tnat men would now accept Christ's plaD
rejecting Satans tricks,
And hasten that millennial day
mat GOd mas promised to his saints
But follow Christ Where'2r Won will
4ou'Il ind in every phase Of life
de came and, with kindly word.
or power that showed Himself divine
Brought healing balm TO aching hearts.
Down yonder road some footinan come.
ana bearing on a Stretcner there
/ ne last remains of q widows son,
der heart must ache at every throb
For ne, her only nope, is dead.
S,ill Inrist passes by: He peers right through
mat Veil that hid the mourners tears
ana touched with pity at her grief
de touched the bier and called a malt
mat mother looks with anx Gus heart
10 see What christ might do with him;
And as he said: Young man arise ~
Methlnks new hope did kIndle in her heart:
But when she sees her son rise up
a reign of glory filled her breast.
Another scene: IT'S Lazarus
And seized with fatal dread disease
They call the Savior in.
%, that men today, when seized upon
by sin, tiat fatal dread disease.
Would call their savior in
Christ came TO them four days too late
But only that the power he'd used
Might bring great glory to His name
CnrlsJ now approaches TO the mousse
Where Mary lives and Martha too
one runs to Him and tells the news;
But Jesus had YO1 teen here then
our brother dear would not nave died
Jesus went into the house
W here Mar. ha still sat weeping
And when lie told what He would do
They started for the tomb
Ihe Jews around begin to weep:
Chf!sI's human eyes are touched
And tears begin to flow
J eS, Jesus WeepS for us
he Knows our every case
And behind a frowning Providence
lie hides a smiling face"
1hey reach The tomb and roll away the stone:
Metnlnks the crowd stand all perpIexed
AZ what The outcome al may be-
But Jesus leaves them not long dazed
!T,oc 5le cI!es .oa alouu lazarus, come fOrthr'
Iney peer Within; they hear him move
lie comes outside the darllened tomb
And IN one long and fond embrace
thus Christ does ever come to our
Poor falnting bleeding hearts
K en- in the darkest hours
None came TO Christ he did not curn-
The halt, the lame the deaf the blind
Disease OF every sort and kind
TO one be said, ARISE and walk:
Take up thy bed anu go
And though the man was lame from birth
lie rose rlght up ana leaped for low
Not often did our Savior dear
Desire 10 march like king or seer
When traV ling to Jerusalem
He rode upon an humble colt
The type OF meek ana low estate
But rev renee for His majesty
And patriotism for His birth
Caused men to break the leaves from palms
And strew them on the earth
That Christ might march on evaroreens
Through streets OF old jerusalem
y, lrlehds us thus we take our march
With an humble trusting faith.
And when we near the city walls
The angels bright and fair
WIN strew before us evergreens
In the streets OF Paradise
Oh is not this blessed goal
Which all, by faith may reach
Worth lab'ring for? Yes 'tiS o1r oil
The pleasures OF this life viii fade awav
AS do the leaves at autumn t0uch.
The giddy dance, the sparkling Gun
The deck OF cards, the drunlard'S vino
With dread Kaleidoscope view
" i'll pass by each, his fate to rue
Not so with those who love our Christ
! The Christian toll, the MARTYRS Gun
And ali we bear tor Christ below
Are gates TO that celestial place
Where we shall see God face to face
Follow Jesus up the mountain or on
The level plaln or by the windy seaside
Or by the little stream
We catch an inspiration bright
That makes our faces gIeam
But time goes on apace
And Christ, sometimes with saddened heart.
Sometimes with weary limbs. >
Lies down TO rest where er ne can
The birds had nests, the foxes holes
But Christ, the blessed son of God
no place to lay his head
His darkest hour was yet to come
Gethsemine, with ali its pangs
Weighed heavy on his human heart
But see! Christ goes to Olivet,
Disciples follow close behind
Until Gethsemine is reached
Where Christ bios them remain avhile
Cur Lord then goes a stones throw on
And now borne down with agony
He falls upon his lace;
And being sore distressed, he prayed:
'Oh, Lord, my God, let pass this cup
II e'er thy will it be?' But look
Christ comes where his dlsciples ara
And finding them asleep. he said:
Gould not you watch an hour?u
He prayed twice more that harden TO remove
But God knew well the appointed honr -
When Judas, with band Of rouebs
Should betr ay his son into their bower
See there! the rufians come
IScarot at their lead,
And motioning to his ruffian band
de halls our Lord and kisses him.
All, that the bitterest dreg of all
Is swallowed from his cup.
Now seei they seize quick hold of Christ
And Peter, to defend his Lord
Smites OF the high priests servants ear.
Christ looks at Peter, then he SAYS.
put up thy sword in the sheath.
The cup I'm given shall I not drinkqn
Oh see what Christ withstood Tor man
When from ms lather's heavenly throne
He might have called without delay
An angel banG twelve legions strong
Christ, farther still to show his love
With power divine, applies the healino ba I'm
And Malchus ear is healed
Oh for such love, let all mankind
With grateful accents praise his fame
Till all the earth from pole TO pole
Shall bless our Savior'S holy name
'Tis sad to think rebeliious man
Would raise this puny arm OF his
And fight the omnipotent God
Or with this voice and feeble tongue
Bring on his cause reproach and shame
Yet often now as Peter did
We follow him faroH,
And when we're asked If he's our Lord.
Too often we say ~ know aim non -
But see they're leading Christ into the court
Aud now in madness and revenge
They stir the envy OF the king
BY saying: Hes perverting laws:
But PLATE finding no offense
Would let him go. But fercely did they cry.
''If now you let this man go free
No more will Cesar friend You be-
lis shame that Plate gave assent
To cruelty righteous man;
Nor couid ne wash away the guilt
By washing in that bowl his hands
How often do we cruelty afresh
Our blessed Lord
And put him TO an open shame
But see Christ goes up CaIvary,s Mount.
a crown OF thorns is on his brow
A kissing, scoffing rabbIe
Follow close behind his heels:
And Him they've spat upon they taunt ,y,tt,
jeers.
They reach the summit of the mourn
And there between two thieves our Lord
- placed. And, see, they drive those wirted
spikes
Into his hands and feet until
The blood spurts out and nerves are wrenched