Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1895-11-01


or the swordsman or the lion beat, but our
kings sympathies are all with us. Nay,
unheard of condescensionsl 1 see him
como down from the gallery into the arena
TO help us in the fight, shouting, until all
up and down his voice is heard: Fear not
| I will help thee will strengthen thee
by tho right hand Of my powerl"
In the Arena.
They gave to the mon In the arena, in
| the Olden time, food to thicken their blood,
so that it would flow slowly. and that for
longer time the people might gloat over
! tho scene But our king has no pleasure
/ in our wounds, for we are bone Of his
bone flesh of his flesh, blood Of his blood.
In all the anguish OF our heart,
The Man Of Sorrows bore part.
Once, in the ancient amphitheater, a
| lion with one paw caught the conbatant's
sword and with his other paw caught his
shield. The man took his knife from his
[ girdle and slew the beast. Tho king, sit
ting in the gallery, said, "That was not
fair; the lion must be slain by sword. "
| Other lions were turned out, and the poor
victim fell You cry "Shame, shame"
at such meanness. But the king in this
case, is our brother and he will see that
we have fair play. He will forbid the rush
ing ont Of moro lions than we can meet
He will not suffer us to be tempted above
that we are able Thank God The king
is in the gallery His eyes arc on us. His
heart is with us. His hand will deliver
us. blessed are all they who put their
trust I'm himi"
look again, and 1 see the angelic gal
lery. There they arctic angel that
swung I he word at the gate of Eden, tho
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throne of God and from which look away,
for the splendor is insufferable. Here are
the guardian angels. That one watched a
patriarch; this one protected child; that
ono has been pulling a soul out Of tempta-
ton. All these are messengers Of light.
Those drove the Spanish armada on the
rocks This turned Sennacherib's living
hosts into a heap of 1856 600 corpses Those
yonder chantcd the Christmas carol over
Bethlehem until the chant awOke tho shep-
herds These at creation stood in the bal
cOny of heaven and serenadcd the newborn
world wrapped in swaddling clothes Of
light And there hOlier and mightier than
all, is Michael the archangel. To COM
mand an earthly host gives dignity, but
this one Is leader of the go 600 chariots Of
God and of to ten thousand times ten
thousand angels.
think Col gives command to the arch
angel, and Tie archangel to the seraphim,
and the seraphim to the ohorubim until all
the lower orders of heaven hear the com
mand and go forth on the high behest.
Now, bring on your lions. Who can
fearY All tho spectators in the angelic
gallery are our friends. "He shall give his
angels charge over thee to keep thee in all
thy ways. They shall boar thee up in their /.
hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a
stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and T,
adder; the young lion and the dragon shalt
thou trample UnderfoOt."
Though the arena be crowded with /
temptations, we shall, with tho angelic .
help, strike them down in the nano of God .
and leap on their fallen carcasses. Oh, (
bending throng of bright, angelic faces /
and swift wings and lightning foot, I |
hail you today from the dust and struggle 1
of the arena!
l look again, and l see tho gallery Of the .
prop nets and apostles. Who are those /
mighty ones up yonder? Hosea and Jere-
miah and Daniel and Isaiah and Paul and .
Peter and John and James. There sits .
Noah, waiting for all the world to come .
into the ark, and Moses, waiting till the
last Red sea shall divide and jeremiah,
waiting for the Jews to return, and John
of the Apocalypse waiting for the swear
ing Of tho angel that time shall be no lon
ger Glorious spiritsl Ye wero hOwled
at; We were stoned 20 were spit upon.
They have been in the fight themselves,
and they are all with us. Daniel knows
all about lions Paul fought with beasts at
Ephesus
In the ancient amphitheator, the people
got so excited that they would shout from
the galleries to the men in the arena: AT
it againl" " ForwardP lone more
strokeW Look outv' "Fall backp
"Huzza huzzaW So in that gallery,
prophetic and apostolic, they cannot keep
their peace. Daniel cries out, THY God
will deliver thee from the mouth Of the
lions" David exclaims, "He will not suf
fer thy foot to be moyedP' Isaiah calls
out: Fear not am with thee BE not
dismayedr Paul exclaims, "Victory
through our Lord Jesus CHRISTI That
throng of prophets and apostles cannot
keep still. They make the welkin ring
with shouting and halleluiahs.
Familiar Figures.
look again, and see the gallery of the
martyrs. Who Is that2 Hugh Latimer,
sure onoughl He would not apologize for
tho truth preached, and SO he died. tho
night before swinging from the bedpost in
perfect gloo at tho thought Of emancipa-
ton. Who are that army Of 6,666Y They
arc the Theban legion who died for the
faith. Here is u larger host in magnificent
0O0-whO perished for Christ
In the prosecutions of Diocletian. Yondep
is family group, Fclicitas OF Rome and
her children. Whilo they We're dying for
the faith she stood encouraging them. One
son was whipped to death by thorns; an
beheaded. At last the mother became a
martyr. There they are together-a fam
lily group in heavenl Yonder is John
who said, in tho fire, "Wo shall
have merry supper with the Lord to-
night" YOnder Is Henry Woes, who ex-
claimed, as he died, If l had ten heads,
shey should all fall of for Christi" The
great throng Of the martyrs They had
hot lead poured down their threats; horses
we're fastened to their hands, and other
lorsUs to their feet, and thus they were
pulled apart; they had their tongues
pulled out by redhOt pinchers; they were
iowed up in the skins Of animals, and then
thrown to the dogs; they were daubed
with combustiblesand set on fire II all
.he iSartyrs' stakes that have been kindled
;oulil 10 set at proper distances, they would
make the midnight, all the world over,
bright ms MONDAY And now they sit yon-
Ter in the martyrs gallery. For them the ,
Tres Of persecution have gone out. The
words are sheathed and the mob hushed
Vow they watch us with an all observing \
ympathy. Thoy know all the pain, all I
he hardship, all the anguish, all the in
nstice, all tho privation. They cannot I
,eep still They cry "Qouragol Tho fire {
will not consume, Tho floods cannot
Irown. The lions cannot devourl Cour- !
.ge down there in tho arena. 3
What, are they all lookingP This night
80 answer back tho salutatlon they give,
md cry, "Hail, sons and daughters Of the
lreP' {
Eminent Christians, 3
look again, and SEQ Rnuther gallery, g
hat Of ominont Christians. What strikes q
ne strangely is the mixing IN companion
hip Of those who on earth could not agree. I
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