The weekly intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1891-1901, 1894-01-27

Christians, and read in some newspa-
pers, and heard from some pulpits, a
disheartenment, as though Christianity
were so worsted that it is hardly
worth while to attempt to win this
world for God, and that all Christian
work would collapse, and that it is no
use for you to teach u sabbath class, or
distribute tracts, or eXhort in prayer
meetings, or preach in a pulpit as
Satan is gaining ground. To rebuke
that pessimism, the gospel of Smashup,
| preach this sermon showing that you
are on the winning side. Go ahead! Fight
on. What | want to make out to-day
is that our ammunition is not ex-
hausted: that what God has done yet
has been with arm folded in flowing
robe: but that the time is coming when
lie will rise from His throne, and throw
off that robe. and come out of the pal
aces Of eternity, AMI come down the
stairs of II aven with all-conquering
step, and halt in the presence of eX-
pectant nations, and flashing His ON
niscent yes across the work to be done,
will put back the sleeve of His right
arm to the shoulder, and roll ii up
there, and for the worlds final 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
omnipotence takes the field; when the
last sword of eternal light leaps from
it's scabbard.
So in this conflict now raging be-
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unto the hills" Down here in the
valleys of the earth we must be valiant
soldiers of the cross, but the Command
err of our hoSts walks the heights, and
views the scene far better than we can
i'm the valleys, and at the right day and
at the right hour all Heaven will open
its batteries on our side, and the com
mander of the hosts of unrighteousness
with all of his followers will
surrender, and it will take eter-
nifty to fully celebrate the uni
versal victory through our Lord
Jesus Christ. Our eyes are unto the
hills" 1t is 50 certain to be accom-
plished that Isaiah in my text looks
down through the field-glass of proph-
ecy and speaks of it as already accom-
DliSlitu, anu I iht iuN Stulu Nntrc Tue
prophet took his stand and look at IL as
all lone. "Hallelujah, it's done.'' Seel
Those cities without a tear! Look!
Those continents without a pang! Be-
hold. Those hemispheres without a
sin! Why, those deserts, Arabian des-
ert, American desert and great Sahara
desert are all irrigated into gardens,
where 100 walks in the cool of the
day. The atmosphere that encircles
our globe floating not one groan. All
the rivers and lakes and oceans dimpled
with not n falling tear. The eli
mates of the earth have dropped out
of them the rigors of the cold and the
blasts of the heat, and il is universal
spring! Let us change the old worlds
name. Let it no more be called the
earth, as when il was reeking with
everything pestiferous and malcvolent,
scarleted with battleiields 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 it Immanucl's Land.
or Beulah, or Millennial Gardens. or
Paradise Regained, or Heaven, And to
God. the only Wise. the only Good, the
only Great, be glory forever. Amen.