The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-12-04

Time Ia company of musicians Ftnn under bis
window in Paris uul H0ruuiHd hlM. They
pui upon hlH BROS golden crown ~ lsure.
leaves Hut amid nil the applause Hud enc
thusiasm 30 alui turned to friend aud said.
81 would give nll thIs brilliant scene for d
few days Of youth and love- Contrast che
melancholy feeling % Roalni, who had
everything this world r0rid pire hlm With
the joyful cxperloueo OF Isaac Watts, whose
sorrows were great when he SAYS
Tho hin Of Zion yields
thousand sacred sweets
Before We reach the heavenly holds
or walk the golden streets.
Then lot our songs abound
Aud every tear DO dry
We're marching through Immanuols
ground
To fairor worlds on high.
tits prosperity that kills and trouble that
saves. While the lsraeliles were on the
march amid great pryntl0ns aud hardship8
/ they behaved well. After awhile they prayed
| for meat, and the sky darkened with great
| flock Of quails, and these qualls fell In great
/ muitiludes all about them, aud the lsraelttes
| ate and nto and stuffed themselves until they
/ died. Oh. my friends Il is not hardship or
/ trial OF starvation that injuries tho soul, but
abundant supply II is not the yulture OF
/ trouble that eats up the Christian life. Il is
/ the qualls. II Is the quais. You will yet
! find ont that your midnight wrestle by the
1 brook Jabhok b with 40 angel Of God come
/ down 70 bless and 20 save.
Learn again that while our wrestling with
/ trouble might be triumphant, We must exc
/ pect that II will leave is mark upon us.
4 Jacob prevailed, but the angel touched him,
and his thigh bone spung from It's sockets,
/ and the good man went impiny on bis way.
We must carry through this world the mark
OF the combat. What plowed these premature
| wrinkles In your lace8 What whitened your
hair before Il was time for frost2 What
| silenced forever so much OF the hilarty OF
| your household2 All, 1t Is because the angel
| of trouble hath touched you that you 60 limp
ing on your way. You need not be surprised
that those who have passed through the fire
do not feel as gay rs once they did. Do
not be out OF patience with those who come
not out OF their dependency. They may
/ triumph over thor loss, and yet their gait
shall tell you that they have been trouble
! touched Are we Stolcs that we can IN
moved sec our cradle riaed OF the bright eyes
and the sweet lips2 Can We stand unmoved
and see our gardens OF earthly delight uO-
rooted2 Will Jesus who wept Himself, be
angry with US II we pour our tears iLto the
graves that open to swallow down what we
loved best2 Was Lazarus more dear % Hin
than our beloved dead TO us2 No. We have
a right 10 weep. Our tears must come. You
shall not drive them back 10 scald the heart.
They fall into Gods bottle. Afflicted ones
have died because they could not weep.
Thank God for the sweet, the mysterious re-
lief that comes to us in tears. Under this
gentle rain the flowers Of hope put forth
their bloom. God pity that dry, withered
parched, all consuming grief that wrlngs It's
hands, and grinds its teeth, and bites its
nails into the. quick, but cannot weep. We
may have found the comfort Of The cross
and yet ever after show that in the dark
night and by the brook Jabbok we were
trouble touched.
Again, we may take the idea Of the tex
aud announce the approach OF the day dawn
No one was ever more glad TO see the morn
ing than was Jacob after that night Of strug
gle. 1t Is appropriate for philanthropist
and Christians to cry out with His angel o
the text, "The day breaketh." Superstition
has had its strongest props knocked out. Tht
church OF Christ is rising up in its strength
to 90 forth "iair as the morn, clear as tn,
sun and terrible as an army with banners.
Clap your hands, all We people, "ihe da.
breaketh."
AsI look around about me see many VIII,
have passed through seas Of trouble tina
came up higher than their gIrdle. In God
name proclaim cessation OF ho5tlittes. Yol
shall not always 60 saddened and heart
broken. God will bring your dead 10 lie
God will staneh the hearts bleeding. know
He will. Like rs a tathe- pitieih his chill
dren, so the Lord pities you. The pains o
Garth will end. The dead will rise. tn
, morning star trembles on a Frightening sky
The gates Of the east begin to swing open
J "The day breaketh."
Luther and Melanchthon were talking to
gether gloomily about the prospects OF th
church. They could see no hope OF deliver
ance. After awhile Luther got up and SAT-
/ to Melanchthon, "Come, Philip, let US sim
, the Forty-sXth Psalm, God is our reiug
3 aud strength In every time OF trouble.
Death to many-nay, TO all-is struggl
r and a wreste. We have many friends whor
= it would be hard to leave. care not hoy
Z bright our future hope is. 1t is bitter thin
+ to look upon this fair world and know tina
we shall never again see its blossomin
spring, its autumnal fruits. its sparklin
o streams and to say farewell to those wit
t whom we played in childhood or counsele
r In manhood. In that night, like il
: cob, we may have to wrestle, bu
/, God will not leave us unblesseC
{. 1t shall not be told in heaven that d,
I ing soul cried unto God for help, but was nj
= delivered. The lattice ray be turned [
4 keep out the sun, or a book set to dim tn
t light OF the midnight taper, or the room ma
9 be- filled with the cries OF orphanage {
= WlQOWu0Ou, or lub GuuICu VI OuIlHL lud
=, mourn over our going; but, IL Jesus call
. all is well. The strong wrestl ng by Il
- brook will cease. The hours Of death
v night will pass along-1 o'clock in The morl
I" ing, 2 O'clock in the morning, o'clock
= the morning, 5 0 clock in the morning-"tl
y day breaketh."
/. So 1 would have it when die. am in l
d haste to be gone. l would like TO stand he
Il twenty years years and preach this gospel.
|
/! only fault / have to find with this world
s. that 1t treats me too we'll But when Il
d time comes to go l trust to be ready, n
v worldly affairs oil settled. II have wrongt
it others, / want then to be sure OF their 70
n giveness. In TINT last wrestling, my ar
enfeebled with sickness ana my head faint
e want Jesus beside me. If there be hands
It this sids Of the food stretched out to no
"a me back. I want the heavenly hands stretch
" out TO draw me forward. Then, 0 jest
Is help me on and help me up! Unfearlng. u
a doubling NAV slep right out into the liz