Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1894-05-25
TABERNACLE PULPIT.
DR.. TALMAGE WILL CONTINUE
HIS SERMONS
The Burning OF the Tabernacle Will
Not Interfere with His Long Estab-
rshed Relations with the Newspapers
Last Sundays Discourse.

lT. 1dlHndBe Will COnJiuuS MS oCi-
mons through the press until such
time as a new tabernacle will have re-
placed the one destroyed by fire Sun
day, May g.
The text chosen for this week was
l. Samuel 3O 4, 10. "Then David and
the people that were with him lifted
up their voice and wept, until they
had no more power to weep David
recovered all.
There is intense excitement in the
village of ZilSlag. David and his men
are bidding good bye TO their families
and are off for the wars In that little
village of Zilklag the defenseless ones
will be safe until the warriors, flushed
with victory, come home. But Will
the defenseless ones be safe? The soft
arms of children are around the necKs
of the bronzed warriors until they
shake themselves free and start, and
handlterchiefs and flags are waved and
kisses thrown until the armed men
vanish beyond the hills. David and
his men soon get through with their
campaign and start hbmeward Every
night on their way home, no sooner
does the soldier put his head on the
knapsack than in his dream he hears
the welcome of the wife and the shout
of the child. Oh, what long stories
they will have to tell their families Of
how they lodged the battleaX! and
then will roll up their sleeves and
show the half-healed wound With
glad, quick step, they march on, David
and his men, for they are marching
home. Now they come up to the last
hill which overlooks Ziklag, and they
expect in a moment to see the dwell
ling places of their loved ones They
look, and as they look their cheeks
turn pale, and their lips culver, and
their hands involuntarily come down
on the hilt of the sword. where is
Ziklag? Where are our homes?' they
cry Alas! the curling smoke above
the ruin tells the tragedy. The
Amalekites have come down and con-
sumed the village, and carried the
mothers and the wives and the chill
dren of David and his men into cap
tivity. The swarthy warriors stand
for few moments transfXed with
horror Then their eyes glance TO
each other and they burst into un-
comfortable weeping; for when a
strong warrior weeps, the grief is APP
palling. 1t seems as if the emotion
might tear him to pieces They 'wept
until they had no more power to weep"
But soon their sorrow turns into rage,
and David, swinging his sword high in
air, cries, Pursue, for thou shalt
overtale them, and without fail re-
cover all" Now the mach becomes
"double-quick. Two hundred of
David's men stop by the brook Besor,
faint with fatigue and grief. They
can not go a step farther. They are
left there. But the other 800 men
under David, with a sort of panther
step march on in sorrow and in rage.
They find by the side of the road a
half-dead Egyptian, and they resusci-
tate him, and compel him to tell the
whole story. He says, "Yonder they
went, the captors and the captives,
pointing in the direction. Forward,
We 400 brave men of fire! Very soon
David and his enraged company come
upon the Amalekitlsh host Yonder
they see their own wives and children
and mothers, and under Amalekitish
guard. Here are the officers of
the Amalekitish army holding a
| banquet The cups are full, the
music is reused, the dance begins
The Amalekitish host cheer and cheer
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without note of bugle or warning of
trumpet David and his four hundred
men burst upon the scene. David and
his men look up and one glance at
their loved ones in captivity and under
! Amalelsitish guard throws them into
very fury of determination; for you
know how men will fight when they
fight for their wives and children. All!
there are lightnings in their eye, and
every finger is n spear, and their voice
is like the shout of the whirlwind!
| Amidst the upset tankards and the
costly viands crushed underfoot, the
wounded 'AmalekItes lie their blood
minglng with their wine) shrek
ing for mercy. No sooner do
David and his men win the
victory than they throw their swords
down into the dust-what do they
want with swords now?-and the
broken families come together amidst
great shout of JOY that makes the
parting scene in ZilSlag seem very in
siped in the comparison The rough
old warrior has to use some persuasion
before he can get his child to come to
him now after so long an absence; but
soon the little fingers trace the
familiar wrinkle across the SCARED
face And then the empty tankards
are set up, and they are filed with the
best wine from the hills, and David
and his men, the husbands, the wives.
the brothers. the sisters, drink 20 the
overthrow of the Amalekites and TO
the rebuilding of Zilslag. So, o Lord,
let thine enemies persist
Now they are coming home, David
and his men and their families-a
long procession. Men, women, and
children, loaded with jewels and robes
and with all kinds of trophies that the
Amalel1ites had gathered up in years
of conquest-everythi now in the
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