The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-04-02

the IRON bound beach OF the sea when
there has been storm on the
dash into white foam at your
feet They did not DO you any harm.
While there YOU thought Of the chapter
written by the Psalmist, and perhaps you
/ recitej il 10 Yourself while the storm was
making commentary upon the passage
I "tOd is our refuge and strength, very
present help in time of trouble. There
fore VIII ] 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
/ swelling thereof" Oh, how independent
the religion of Christ makes man of
/ worldly success and worldly circum-
| stances Nelson. the night before his last
battle, said Tomorrow / shall win
| either a peerage or a grave in Westmin-
| stcr Abbey And IL does not make much
! difference to the Christian whether he
rises or falls in worldly matters; he has
| everlasting renOwn anyway. Other
/ plumage may be torn in the blast, but
/ that soul adorned with Christian grace is
! falrer than the dove. its wings covered
with silver, and its feathers with gold
! You and have found out that people
! who pretend TO be happy arc not always
! happy. Look at that young man carica-
! turing the Christian religion, scotting at
| everything good, gong into registering
! drunkenness, dashiug the champagne bot
tie to the floor, rolling the glasses from
| the barrOOm counter, laughing, shouting
stamping the floor. Is. he happy / viii
20 to his midnight pillow. ] viii see him
turn the gas OF. ! viii ask myself if the
| pillow on which he sleeps is as soft as the
| pillow on which that pure young man
! sleeps. All! no. When he opens his eyes
in the morning, will the world be as
| bright to him as to that young man who
retired at NIGHT saying his prayers, in
vOKing Gods blessing upon his
own soul and the souls of
his comrades and father and
mother and brothers and sisters far
away No, no! His laugh viii ring out
| from the saloon so that you hear it as you
pass by, but it is hollow laughter; in it is
the swapping of heart-strings and the
rattle of prison gaJes Happy! that
| young man happy
Let him fill high the bowl: he cannot
drown an upbraiding conscience. Let the
| balls roll through the bowling alley; the
deep rumble and the sharp crack cannot
overpower the voices of condemnation
Let him whirl in the dance of sin and
temptation and death All the brilliancy
| of the scene cannot make him forget the
last look Of his mother when he left home,
when she said to him: NOW, my son,
YOU will do right; am sure you win do
right; you will, won't youl" That young
man happy Why, across every night
| there fit shadows of eternal darkness
there are adders coiled up in every cup;
there are vultures Of despair striking
their iron beak into his heart; there are
skeleton fingers of grief pinching at the
throat.
] come in amid the clicking of the
glasses and under the flashing of the
chandeliers. and I cry. Woe! Woe
The way OF the ungodly shall perish.
There Is no peace, saith my God, to the
wicked. The way Of transgressors is
hard" Oh my friends, there is more Joy
in one drop Of Christian satisfaction than
in whole rivers of sinful delight. Other
wings may be drenched of the storm and
splashed of the tempest, but the dove
that comes in through the window of this
heavenly ark has wings like the dove COW
cred with silver, and her feathers with
yellow gold.
Again | remark, religion is an adorn-
menJ in the style of usefulness into which
it inducts man. Here are two young
men. The one has fine culture, exquisite
wardrobe, plenty of friends, great
worldly success, but he lives for himself.
his chief care is for his own comfort
He lives uselessly. He dies unregretted
Here is another young man. His apparel
may not be so good, his education may
not be so thorough. He lives for others
His happiness is to make others happy
He is as self-denying as that dying sol
der falling in the ranks, when he said
Colonel, there is no need of those boys
firing themselves by carrying me to the
hospital; let me die just where I am"
So this young man of whom | speak loves
God, wants all the world to love him, is
not ashamed to carry bundle of clothes
mp that dark alley to the poor Which of
those young men do you admire the better'
The one sham, the other a prince i'm
perial.
Oh, do you know of anything, my
nearer, that is more beautiful than to see
| a young man start out for Christi Here
is some one falling; he lifts him up.
Here is vagabond boy; he introduces
him to mission school Here is a fam
lily freezing to death; he carries them a
scuttle of coal. There are eight hundred
millions periShing in midnight
heather darkness; by all possible
means he tries to send them the
gospel. He may be laughed at,
and he may be sneered at, and he may be
caricatured. but he is not ashamed to 20
everywhere, saying: Il am not ashamed Of
the gospel of Christ. 1t is the power of God
and the wisdom of God unto salvation ~
such young man can go through every
| thing There is no force on earth or in
nell lnaJ can resist him. | show you
| three spectacles. Spectacle the first:
Napoleon passes by with the host that
went down with him to Egypt, and up
with him through Russia. and crossed the
continent on the bleeding heart of which
he set his iron heel. and across the quiv-
ering flesh of which he went grinding the
wheels OF his guu-carriages in his dying
moment asking his attendants to put on
his military boots for him
Spectacle the second: Noltaire, bright
and learned and witty and eloquent, with
tongue and voice and stratagem internal,
warning against God and poisoning whole
| kingdoms with his infdelity, yet APP
plauded by the clapping hands of thrones
and empires and continents - his last
| words, IN dclirium surprising Christ stand
! ing by the bedside-his last words :
| Crush that wretch"
J Spectacle the third: Paul-Paul, insig-
nihcant in person, thrust out from all re-
! fined association, scourged, spat on.
! bounded ike wild beast from city to
city, yet trying 10 make the world good
and heaven full; announcing resurrection
/ TO those who mourned AZ the barred gates
I of the dead; speaking consultations
which light up the eyes OF widow
hood and orphanage and want
with glow of certain and eternal re
lease; undaunted before those who could
take his life, his cheek flushed with trans
I port and his eye on heaven: with one
hand shaking defiance at all the foes of