The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1895-10-11

would have had angels hyiax around
the earth proclaiming the unsearcha-
bic riches of Christ Why IL it that
the cause goes on so slowly? Why
N IL that tbs ttlaiEis stag Oh, When God
could knock them off? Why do
thrones of despotisni stand when God
could so easily dsHolish then9 1t is
hia way. In order that all generations
may cooperate, and that all men may
know they can not do the work them
selves. just ia proportion Is these
PYRAMIDS OF sin go up in height will
they come down in ghastliness OF
ruin.
Oh, thou father of all iniquityi II
thou canst hear my voice above the
cracking of the flames. drive on thy
projects, dispatch thy emissaries,
build thy temples. and forge thy
chains; but know that thy fall from
Heaven was fi6t gFsater than thy final
overthrow shall be when thou shalt
be driven disafned into thy fiery den;
and Tor every lie tiioti hast framed
Upon earth thou. sbalt haze dti cd;
ditional hell Of fury. poured into
thine anguish by. the vengeance
of our God; and all Heaven shall shout
at the overthrow. as from the ran
somed earth the song breaks through
the skies: ''Hallelujah! for the Lord
God Omnipotent reignethi Hallelujah!
for the Kingdoms of this world have
become the kingdoms of our Lord Je-
N TtlFWscfHB "A Af,e
sitioh OF the Bible; Gods way Ii this
Christians life, Gods. way id the re-
demption OF the world, Gods way III
everything-differen from mans way,
but the best.
/ learn from this subject that the
overthrow of Gods enemies will be
sudden and terrific. There is the army
of the Midianites down in the valley
of Jezreel. suppose the mighty men
are dfearhiig OF the victory. Mount
Gilboa never stood sentihe1 for so lafge
a host. The spears and shields of the
Midianites CLEAN in the moonlight,
and glance on the eye of the Israelites,
who hover like a battle of eagles,
ready to sweep from the cliff. Sleep
on, oh army OF the Midianites! With
the night to hide them; and the noun
tain to guard them, and strong arfris
to defend them, let no slumbering foe
man dream of disasterl Peace to the
captain and the spearmen!
Crash go the pitchersl up fare the
lampsl To the mountains! fly! f1yl
Troop running against troop. thou
sands tramping upon thousands. Hark
to the scream and groan of the routed
foe, with the Lord God Almighty after
thehi How sudden the onset, how
wild the considerations, how utter the
defeati do not care so much what is
against me, If God is not You want a
better sword or carbine than l have
ever seen to go out and fight against
the Lord Omnipotent. Give me God
for my ally. and you may have all the
battlements and battalions.
I saw the defrauder in his splendid
house. 1t seemed as if he had COM
quered God, as he stood amidst the
blaze of chandeliers and pier mirrors,
in the diamonds of the wardrobe Isaw
the tears of the widows whom he had
robbed, and in the snowy satin the pal
Tor of the white-cheeked orphans whom
he had wronged. The blood of the
oppressed glowed in the deep crimson
of the imported chair. The music
trembled with the sorrow of unre-
quilted toll. But the wave of mirth
dashed higher on reefs of coral and
pearl. The days and the nights went
merrily. No sick child dared pull
that silver door bell. No beggar dared
sit on that marble step. No voice of
prayer hoated amidst that tapes
try. No shadow of Judgment
day darkened that fresco. No tear
of human sympathy dropped upon that
upholstery. Pomp strutted the hall,
and dissipation filed her cup, and all
seemed safe as the Midianites in the
valley of Jezreel. But God came.
Calamity smote the money market.
The partridge left its eggs unmatched.
Crash went all the porcelain pitchersl
Ruin, rout, dismay and woe in the
valley of Jezreell
Alas for those who fight against Godi
Only two sides. Man immota1, which
side are you on? Woman immortal,
which side are you on9 Do you belong
to the tree hundred that are going to
win the day, or to the great host of
Midianites asleep in the valley, only
to be aroused up in CONSERVATION
and ruin? Suddnly the golden
bowl OF life will be broken, and
the trumpet blown that will startle
our soul into eternity? The day of
he Lord cometh as a thief in the
night, and as the God-armed Israelites
upon the sleeping foe. Hal Canst thou
pluck up courage for the day when the
trumpet which hath never been blown
shall speak the roll-call of the dead,
and the earth. dashing against lost
meteor, have the mountains scattered
to the stars, and oceans emptied in the
air? Oh, then. what will become OF
you? What will become of me?
If those Midianites had only given
up their swords the day before the dis
aster, all would have been we'll; and
il you will now surrender the sins
with which you have been fighting
against God. you will be safe. Oh.
make peace with Him, now, through
Jesus Christ, the Lord. With the clutch
of a drowning man seize the Cross. Oh,
surrender surrender! Christ, with His
hand on His pierced side, asks you to.