Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1894-05-17

could not weep. Thank God for this
sweet the mysterious relief that comes
to us in tears! Under this gentle rair
the flowers Of corn put forth theil
bloom. God pity that dry, withered
parched, all-consuming grief thai
wrings its hands, and grinds its teeth
and bites into the quick, but cannt
weep. We may have found the com
fort of the Cross and vet ever aftel
show in the dark night, and by the
brook Jabbox, we were trouble
touched
Again: we may take the idea of the
text and announce the approach OF
the day dawn. No one was ever more
glad to see the morning than was
Jacob after that night of struggle. II
IS appropriate for philanthropists and
Christians to cry out with this angel
of the text 'The day breaketh." The
worlds prospects are Frightening. The
church of Christ is rising up in it,
strength to go forth, Fair as the
moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as
an army with banners" Clap yom
hands, all We people, the day breaketh
The bigotries of the earth are perish
ing. The time was when we were told
that If we wanted to get TO Heaven
we must be immersed or sprinkled, or
we must believe in the perseverance of
the saints, or in falling away from
grace, or a liturgy or no liturgy; OF
they must be Calvinists, or Arminians,
in order TO reach Heaven. We have all
come TO confess now that these are
non-essentials in religion.
During my vacation, one summer,
was in "A Presbyterian audience, and il
was sacramental day, and with CRATE
full heart l received the holy com
munion. On the next Sabbath / was
in Methodist church, and sat at
love feast On the following Sabbath
! was in an Episcopalian church, and
lSnelt at the altar and received the con-
secrated bread. do not know which
service enjoyed the most. 81 believe
in the communion of saints and in the
life everlasting ''The day breaketh. "
As look upon this audience, see
many who have passed through waves
of trouble that came up higher than
their girdle. In Gods name / pro
claim cessation of hostilities You
shall not go always saddened and
heart-brolzen. God win lift your bur
den. God will bring your dead to life.
God will staunch your hearts bleed
ing. know He will. Like as father
pities his children, SO the Lord pities
you. The pains of earth will end. The
tomb will burst. The dead will rise.
The morning star trembles on a
Frightening sky. The gates of the
east begin TO swing open. The day
breaketh.
Luther and Melancthon were talk
ing together gloomily about the pros
poets of the church. They could see
no hope of deliveranee.
After awhile. Luther got up and
said TO Melanc thon, Come, Philip, let
us sing the forty-sixth Psalm of David
God is our refuge and. strength, a very
present help in trouble. Therefore
will not we fear, though the earth be
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 Selah.
Death TO many, nay to all, is strug'
gle and wrestle We have many
friends that it will be hard TO leave. ]
care not how bright our future hope is. |
II is bitter thing to look upon this |
fair world, and know that we shall |
never again see its blossoming spring, |
its falling fruits its sparkling streams, |
and to say farewell TO those with |
whom we played in childhood, or coun-
selled in manhood In that night, like
Jacob. we may have to wrestle, but
God viii not leave us unblessed. 1t /
shall not be told in Heaven that a
living soul cried unto God for help, but
was not delivered. The lattice may be
turned to keep out the sun, or a book
,et to dim the light of the midnight
.aper; or the room may be filed with
he cries Of orphanage and widowhood;
Or the church of Christ may mourn
over our going; but If Jesus calls, all
S well. The strong wrestling by the
brook VIII cease; the hour of deaths
hight win pass along; l o'clock in the
morning. o'clock in the morning,
,'clock in the morning. the day break
,th. So would have it when die. !
I'm in no haste TO be gone. / have no
rrudge against the world. The only
ault | have to find with the world is
hat it treats me too well; but when
he time comes to go | trust to be
eady, my worldly affairs all settled.
I have wronged others / want then
o be sure OF their forgiveness. In
hat last wrestling. my arm enfeebled
With sickness and my head faint, ]
vant Jesus beside me. II there be
ands on this side OF the flood stretched |
ut TO hold me back ! want the heaven
y hands stretched out to draw me for
yard Then, o Jesus, help me on and
clip me mp. Unfcaring, undoubting,
nay l step right ont into Thy light
nd be able TO look back 10 my kin.
red and friends who would detaiu me
ere, exclaiming: Let me 60, The da-
reakcth.