Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1895-10-19
them up In his parIori But this foul

SIGN we have entertained for many
long year i'll our heart, which should be
the cleanest, brightest roop, ii all our
nature. ntwith tho vile herd Begone,
70 hAoulers Of an immortal naturo
Turn out the beasts and let Christ
come in A heathou came to an carly
Christian who had the reputation Of
curing diseases The Christian said,
lyon mrst have all your idols destroy
ed = The heather gave to the Christian
the key to his house. that he might so
in and destroy Ike idols. He battered
to pieces I'll he saw, but still the man
did not get well. The Christian said to
him. "Ihere must be some idol in your
honsa Eet yet destroyed . The heather
confessed that there was one idol Of
beaten goii that he could not bear TO
give up. After awhile, when that was
destroyed, III answer to The prayer Of
the Christian, the sick man got well.
Many man has awakened in his dy-
ing hour to find his sins all about him.
They clambered up On the right side Of
the bed, and on the left side, and over
The Leadheard, and over the footboard,
End horribly deyonred the soul.
Repent the voice celestial cries,
Nor longer dare delay.
The wretch that seorns the mandate dies
Aad meets a fiery day.
"A Believing Heart.
Again, we need believing heart A
good many years ago a weary one went
up enc Of the hills of Asia Minor, and
with two legs on his back cried out to
all tho ,7os!l, Offering to carry their
sins and scrrows They pursued him.
They slapped him in the face They
mcclsed him. When he groaned, they
groaned. They shook their fists at him.
They spat on him. They bounded him
as though he were wild beast. His
healing of the sick, his sight giving to
the blind, lis mercy to the outcast, ST.
lencednot hereyenge Of the world. His
prayers and benodicticns were lost in
that whiFiwind of execration: Away
with himl Away with him p
All, it was not merely the two pieces
of wood that he carried; it was the
transgressions of the race, the anguish
of the ages the wrath Of God, the sor-
rows of hell, the stupendous interests
Of an unending eternityl No wonder
his back bent. No wonder the blood
started from every pore. No wonder
that he croached under torture that
made the SUI faint, and the everlasting
| hills trenhle, and the dead rush up in
their winding sheets as he cried, eff it
be possible, let this cup pass from me. .
But the cup did not pass. None to COM
fort
There he hangs! What has that hand
done that it should be thus crushed in
the palm? It has been healing tho lame
and wiping away tears. What has that
foot been doing that it should be SO
lacerated! 1t has been going about do
ing good. Of what has the victim been
guilty? Chilly of saving world. Tell
me, ye heavens and earth, was there
ever such another criminal? Was there
ever such crime? On that hill OF car
mage, that sunless day, amid those
bowling rioters, may not your sins and
mine have persisted? believe it. Oh,
the ransom has been paid. Those arms
of Jesus were stretched out SO wide that
when he brought them together again
they might embrace the world Oh, that
| might, out Of the blossoms OF the
spring or the flaming foliage of tho
autumn make one wreath for my Lord
Oh, that all the triumphal arches of the
world could be sung in one gateway,
where the King Of Glory might come i'll
Oh, that all the harps and trumpets and
organs of earthly music might in enc
anthem speak his praisel
But what were earthly flowers to him
who wailleth amid the snow of the
white lilies Of heaven? What were arch
es Of earthly masonry to him who hath
about his throne a rainbow spun out Of
everlasting sunshine? What were all
earthly music to him when the hundred
and forty and four thousand on one side
and cherubim and seraphim and arch
angels stand on the other side, and
all the space between is filed with the
doxologies of eternal jubilee-the ho-
sauna of a redeemed earth, the hallelu-
iah of unfallen angels, song after song
rising about the throne of God and of
the Lamb? In that pure, high place, let
him hear us. Stop, harps Of heaven,
that our poor cry may be heard. o
my Lord Jesus, it will not hurt thee
for one hour to step out from the shin
ing throng. They will make it all up
when thou goest back again. Come hith-
er, 0 blessed one, that we may kiss
thy feet Our hearts, too long withheld,
we now surrender into thy keeping
When thou goest back, tell it to all the
immortals that the lost are found, and
let the Fathers house ring with the mu-
sic 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 80
years old" or $40 years old - But the
vino of heaven is more than s centu-
ries old. 1t was prepared at the time
when Christ trod the winepress alone.
When such grieyous sinners as we come
back, methinks the chamberlain of heav-
en- cries out to the servants: "This is
unusual joy Bring up from the vaults
VI heaven that old wine Fill all the
tankards. Let all the white ROBBED guests
drink to the immortal health of those
newborn sons and daughters of the
Lord Almighty. " ''There is joy in heav-
en- among the angels of God over one
sinner that repentcth," and God grant
that that one may be you
Forgiving Heart.
Again, to have right heart it must
be a forgiying heart. An old writer
says, ''To return good fer evil is God
like good for good is manlike evil for
good devillike. I" Which of these natures
have we? Christ will have nothing to
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
so:" They do not understand us. Un-
sanctiied human nature says: "Wait
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