The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-10-07


paimt IL has been healing the lame ana
Wlplng away tears " NAT mas that loot
been doing that it should De 50 lacefate1 I
IL mas been going about doing 5000 ~
what has the victim been guilty. GulltN
OF saving a world. Tell me, 4e nedFe ems
and earth, was there ever such an0tner
criminaI2 Was there ever such a crime2
on that hill OF carnage. that sunless day,
amid those bowling rioters may not your
sins and mine have perishedF believe T.
on, the ransom has peen paid- nose
arms OF Jesus We're stretched out 50 VIDE,
that when he brought them together again
they might embrace the world. on tnat 4
mient out of The blossoms of the spring.
or The flaming foliage OF the autumn, make
one wreath for my LOrdl Oh, that all the
swung in ore gateway, where the King OF
Glory might come i'm on, that all the
the harps and trumpets and organs or
earthly music might, in one anthem speak
But what were earthly flowers 10 him
who Waiketh amid the snow Of the white
lilies Of heaven What were arches OF
earthly masonry to him who hath about
his throne a rainbow spun out OF ever
lasting sunshine? What were all earthly
music TO him when the hundred and for
~ and four thousand on one
one side, and cherubim and sera-
phim and archangels stand on the other
side, and all the space between is nlled
with the doNOlogies of eternal jubilee
the hosanna of a redeemed earth, the hal
lelujah Of unfallen angels, song after
song rising about the throne Of God
and of the Lamb2 In that pure. high
place, let him hear us. Stop! harps of
heaven, that our poor cry may be heard.
Oh. my Lord Jesus! it will not hurt thee
for one hour 10 step out from the SHIN
ing throng. They viii make II all up
when thou goest back again. Come hith-
er, . blessed one, that We may kiss tiny
feet. our hearts. too long withheld, we
now surrender into thy keeping. When
thou goest back tell il to all the immor-
tails that the lost are found, and let the
Fathers house ring with the music and
the dance.
They have some old wine in heaven, not
used except in rare festivities. In this
world, those who are accustomed to use
wine on great occasions bring out the
beverage and say, This wine Is thirty
years old, or forty years old" But
the wine of heaven Is more than eight
cen centuries old. 1t was prepared at
the time when Christ trod the wine-press
alone. When such grievous sinners as
we come back, methinks the chamber
lain of heaven cries out to the servants,
This is unusual joy, Bring up from the
vaults of heaven that old wine. I'm an
the tankards. Let all the white
mortal health Of those new
born sons and daughters of the Lord
among the angels Of God over one sin
ner that repenteth;" and God grant that
that one may be YOU
Again. to have a right heart it must be
a forgiving heart. An old writer says,
ITO return good for evil is God-like;
good for good is man-like; evil for good
deV1l-llke. w men OF these natures nave
WEI Christ will have nothing 10 do with
us as long as we keep any old grudge.
We have all been cheated and lied about.
There are people who dislike us so much
that if we should come down to poverty
and disgrace. they would say, Good for
him. Didn't / tell you soE' They do not
understand us. Unsanctihed human ma
ture says, wait till you get good crack
at him, and when at last you find him IN
tight place, give 1t to him. tlay MN
alive. No quarter. Leave not a rag or
Tot ion nOfn
feet. Pay him in his own coin-sarcasm
for sarcasm, scorn for scorn, abuse Tor
abuse" But, my friends, that Is not
the right kind of heart. No man ever
t1id so mean a thing toward us as we
have done toward God. And if we cam
not forgive Others how can we expect
God to forgive us? Thousands of men
have been kept out of heaven by an un-
forgiVing heart.
Here is some one who says: Il will for
give that man the wrong he did me about
that house and lot; 1 viii forgive that
man who overreached me in bargain;
1 will forgive that man who sold me
shoddy oVercoat; l forgive them-all but
one. That man l cannot forgive. The
villain-I can hardly keep my hands of
him. If my going to heaven depends on
my forgiving him, then l viii stay out.
Wrong feeling If man lie to me once,
I am not called to trust him again. II
man betray me once, l am not called TO
have no rest if l could not offer sincere
prayer for the temporal and everlasting
welfare of all men, whatever meanness
and outrage they have inflicted upon me
If YOU want to get your heart right, strike
a match and burn up all your old grudges,
and blow the ashes away. If you Tor
give not men their trespasses, neither
will your heavenly Father forgive you
your trespasses."
An. old Christian black woman was go
ing along the streets of New York with a
basket of apples that she had for sale. A
rough sailor ran against her and upset
the basket, and stood back, expecting to
hear her scold frightfully, but she stopped
down and picked up her apples, ana SAID
'God forgive YOU, my son, as l do The
sailor saw the meanness of what he had
done, and felt in his pocket for his money,
and insisted that she should take IL all.
Though she was black, he called her moth
er, and said: Forgive me, mother, l viii
never do anything so mean again" All
there is a power in a forgiving spirit to
overcome all hardness. There is no way of
conquering men like that of bestowing
upon them your pardon, whether they will
accept 1t or not.
heart 1t is poor business to be build
ing castles in the air. Enjoy what you
have now. Don't spoil your comfort in
the small house because you expect a
larger one. Don't fret about your income
when it is three or four dollars per day
because you expect to have after while
ten dollars per day; or ten thousand a
year because you expect it to be twenty
thousand "a year. But about heavenly
/ things, the more we think the better
the hills, and we have a deed of them in
our possession. l like to see a man al
fun of heaven. He talks heaven. He
sings heaven. He prays heaven. He dreams
heaven Some of us in our sleep have had
the good place open to us. We saw the
pinnacles in the sky. We heard the click
of the hoofs of the white horses on which
vietors rode, and the clapping of the Gym
balls of eternal triumph. And while in oul
sleep we were glad that all our sorrows
We're over and burdens done with, the
throne of God grew whittier and whittier
and whittier, till we opened our eyes an6
saw that ii was only the sun of earthly
morning shining on our pillow. To have
a right heart you need to be filed with
this expectancy. 1t would make your pri-
Vations and annoyances more bearable.
In the midst of the city of Paris stands
a statue of the good, but broken hearted
Josephine. l never imagined that marble
could be smitten into such tenderness. II
seems not lifeless. If the spirit of Jose.
phine be disentabernacled, the soul of the
empress has taken possession of this fig.
ure / am not yet satisfied that it is
stone. The puff of the dres son the arm
seems to need but the pressure of the fin
ger to indent it. The figures at the
bottom of the robe, the ruffie al
the neck. the fur lining on the dress
the embroidery of the satin, the cluster OF
lily and leaf and rose in her hand the poise
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