The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1895-08-31

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friends. we do admit there is such q
hing as the lawful iise Of MONEYS
profitable use Of tnoney-let Us recog-
hize alsd the fact that money can not
satisfy q mans soul, that it can not
pay our fare across the Jordan OF
death, that it can not unlock
the gate of Heaven There arc
men in all occupations who
seem to act as though they
thought that a pack of bonds and
mortgages could be traded of for .
title to Heaven, and as though gold
would be a lawful tender in that place
where 1t is SO common that they make
pavements of it. Salvation by
Christ is the only salvation. Treas
ures in Heaven are the only incor-
ruptible treasures.
Have you ever ciphered out In the
rule of loss and gain the sunni what
shall it profit man If he gain the
whole world and lose his own soul?"
However fine your apparel, the winds
of death will futter it like rags.
Homespun and threadbare coat have
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robes made white In the blood of the
Lamb. The pearl of great price is
worth more than any gem you can
bring from the ocean, than Australian
or Brazilian mines strung in one
carcanet. Seek after God; find His
Righteousness, and all shall be well
here; all shall be well hereafter.
Some of you remember. the ship
wreck of the Central America. That
noble steamer had, think, about five
hundred passengers aboard. Suddenly
the storm came, and the surges
trampled the decks and swung into
the matches, and there went up
hundred-voiced death shrieks.
The foam on the jaw of the wave.
The pitching of the steamer as though
it were leapiug a mountain. The
dismal fare of the signal rockets. The
long cough of the steam pipes. The
hiss of extinguished furnaces The
walking of God on the wave! The
steamer went not down without
struggle. AS the passengers sta
tationed themselves in rows to bale
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thump of the buckets. as the men
unused to toll, with blistered hands
and strained muscles, tug for their.
lives. There is sail seen against the
sky. The flash of the distress gun is
noticed, it's voice heard not, for it is
choked in the louder booming of the
sea. A few passengers escaped; but
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was gone! So there are some men who
sail on prosperously in life. Ais
well; all's well. But at last
some financial disaster comes; a euro
clydon. Down they gol the bottom of
the commercial sea Is strewn with
shattered hulls. But because your
property goes do not let your soul go.
Though all else perish. save that; for
have to tell you of more stupendous
shipwreek than that which just men,
toned. God launched the world six
thousand years ago. 1t has been go
ing on under freight of mountains and
immortals; but one day it will stagger
at the cry of fire. The timbers of rock
will burn, the mountains flame like
masts, and the clouds like sails in the
judgment hurricane. Then God shall
take the passengers off the deck, and
from the berths those who have long
been asleep in Jesus. and He will set
them far beyond the reach of storm
and peril. But how many shall go
down will never be known, until it
shall be announced one day in Heaven;
the shipwreck of world! So many
millions saved! So many millions
drowned! Oh! my dear hearers, what
ever you lose, though your houses go,
though your lands go. though all your
earthly possessions perish, may God
Almighty, through the blood OF the
everlasting covenant, save all your
souls.