The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1895-04-26

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dust oH h.s coach. phHeioH, carriage and eur
dcie, now ho haa hard work 90 SEQ shoes in
which i1 walk. The great drepoi commercial
disaster Was broken up, and ioro and at and
across thc hurricane deck the waves struck
hIm. hut he was safely sheltered from the
Storm HThr Lord shut him luW food ri
domestic troubles i0ll on him." sickness
aud bereavement came Tho rain peited
tho winds blow. Tho heavens arc hname
All the gardens of earthly delight nfo washed
away The mountains Of joy are buried lt-
teen tubiD deep But standing by the
empty crib and in the dosolated nursery and
in tho doleiul ball. once airing With merry
voices now silent forever, h0 erred, "lh8
Lord gave. the Lord hath taken away
blessed bee Che name of the Lord "ihe
Lord shut him in."
An the sins of a lifetime clam0rcd for his
overthrow The broken y0ws the dis
hon0red Blbbaths, the outrageous pr0ihni-
ties. the misdomoanou of twenty years,
reached up their bands 30 the door of the
ark 90 pull him out. The b1undleas ocean of
bis siu surrounded his SOUL bowling like q
simeon, mylng like an eur0clyd0n. But,
/ looking out of the window, he saw his sIn
| sink like lead into the depths of tho sea. Tho
dove OF heaven brought an olive branch 90
| tho ark. The wmth OF the blll0w only
rushed him toward heaven. "Ihe Lord shut
/ him inl ..s..as.
The same door faslenings that kept Noah
| I'm keep the troubles out. / am glad 10 know
/ that when a man reaches heaven al earthly
| troubles nre done with him. Here De may
have had hard work b got bread for his
family there no will never hunger a1y
mOrv. Hero no may have went bitterly;
there "the Lamb that Is Ia the midst OF the
throne viii lead him 20 living fountains Of
/ water, and God will wipeaWay al tears from
I his eyes," Here he may have hard work 90
/ get a house; but in my Fathers house are
l many mansions and rent day never comes.
/ Here thors are deathbods and collins and
/ graves; On are no sickness, no weary watching,
no choking cough, no consuming fever, no
/ ehatterng chill, no tolling bell, no grave.
| The sorrOws Of life shall come up and knock
/ at the door, but no admittance. The per-
| plexitles OF life shall come up and knock on
/ the door, but no admittance. Safe foroverl
| All the agony Of earth An one wave dashing
/ against the bulwarks OF the ship Of celestial
| light shall not break them down. Howl on.
| ye winds, ana rage, ye seas. The Lord
''the Lord shut him inl'
Oh, what a grand old door SO WIDE 80
easily swung both ways and with such sure
fastenings. No burglars key can pick that
lock. No swarthy arm OF hell can shove
back that bolt. rejoice that / do not ask
you to come aboard a crazy craft with Leak
ing hulk and broken helm and unfastened
door, but an ark fifty cubits wide and 800
oubits long and a door 30 large that the
round earth, without grazing the post,
might be bowled In.
Now, II the ark Of Christ is so grand a
place in which to live and die and triumph,
come into the ark. Know well that the door
that shut Noah in shut others out, and
though, when the pitiles5 storm came pelt-
ing on their heads, they beat upon the door,
saying; 'Let me inl Let me tnl" the door
did not open. For 100 years they were In.
Yited. They expected to come in, bat the
antediluvians said: eve must cultivate
these fields, we must be worth more focks
Of sheep and herds Of cattle; we will wait
until we get little older; we win enjoy ou
old farm little longer" But meanwhile
the storm was brewing. The fountains Of
heaven were filling up. The pry was being
placed beneath the foundations Of the greai
deep. The last year had come, the las
month, the last week, the last day
the last hour, the last moment
In an awful dash an ocean dropped
from the sky and another rolled up from be-
meath, and God rolled the earth and sky intC
one wave Of universal destruction.
So men now put off going into tho ark
They say they will wait twenty years first
They will have little longer time with thei
/ WhAAQAg dao0NAaAN5s 4nDl Will MbAh unit
they get older They say; "You cannot ex
pect a man Of my attachments and of m!
position to surrender myself just now. Blu
before the storm comes l will go in. Yes,
will. know what am about. Trust mel
After awhile, one night about IL o'clock, go
ing home, he passes a seaffolding just as
gust Of wind strikes it, and plank falls
Dead, and outside the ark Or, riding Il
the park, a reckless vehicle crashes int
him, and his horses becomes unmanageable
and he shouts, ''Whoa, Whoa!" and take
another twist in the reins and plants hi
feet against the dashboard and pulls back
But no use. 1t is not so much down tn
avenue that he flies as on the way to eternity
Out of the wreck of the crash his body
drawn, but his soul is not picked up. 1t fle
behind asWifter courser into the great fu
ture. Dead and outside the arkl Or som
night he wakes up with a distress that me
! mentarily increases until he shrieks out wit
pain. The doctors come in, and they Civ
twenty OOPS, but no relief; forty drops. fift
drops, sixty drops, but no relief. No tim
for prayer. No time to read one Of til
, promises. No time to get single sin pa
doned. The whole house is aroused
alarm. The children scream. The wi
: faints. The pulses fail. The heart stop
The soul flies. Dead, and outside the ark!
= I have no doubt that derision kept man
! people out OF the ark. The world laughe
5 to see a man go in and said: "Here is
, man starting for the ark. Why, there wi
2 be no deluge If there is one, that miserab
! ship will not weather it. Aha, going int
! the ark! Well that is too good to kee
! Here, fellows, have you heard the new
y This man is going into the arkr' Und
I this artillery Of scorn the mans good resi-
!. luton persisted.
Q And so there are hundreds kept out by Il
u fear of derision. The young man asks hir
:, self: "What would they say at the store
} morrow morning if should become a Chri
b tian? When l go down to the club hou
e they will shout, Here comes that new Chri
= tian. Suppose you will not have anythi1
Il to dc with us now. Suppose you are pra
y ing now. Get down on your knees and
~ us hear you pray. Come, now, give us
- touch. viii not do it, eh2 Pretty Christia
= you arep" Is it not the fear of bell
- :, laughed at that keepsyou out of the kingdo
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