Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1896-11-06

have never had any pain excent sin ),
Then they said to him, Womb Won
Ike 10 send message to your friendspn
YES, l would. Tell them that o,,l,
last night the love of Jesus came rusb.
ing into my soul like the surRes of the
sea, and had to cry OUT Stop, Lord:
II is enoughi Stop, Lord-enoupbp ,;
I Oh, the joys of this Christian reli0iont
Vanity OF Sinful Pleasures.
just pass over from those tame iovs
IN which you are indulging-iovs of
this world-into the raptures Of the pos.
pei. The world cannot satisfy you; Won
have found out-Alexander longing for
other worlds to conquer and vet drown.
cd in his own bottle, Byron whipped
by disquietudes around the world Vol.
taire oursing his own soul while all the
streets Of Paris were applauding him
Henry II consuming with hatred against
poor Thomas n Beckett, all illustrations
OF the fact that this world cannot make
man happy The very man who moi.
soncd the pommel of the saddle on
which Queen Elizabeth rode shouted in
the street, God save tie queenr' One
moment the world applauds, and the
next moment the world mathematics
Oh, come over into this greater joy,
this sublime solace, this magnificent
bcatitudc. The night after the battlo Of
Shiloh there were thousands of wound
cd On the field, grd the ambulances had
not come Che Christian soldier, lying
thtro a-dyiig uLGeI lie starlight, be-
Ian to sing:
tnrc /" land of pure delight
AID !.tn lie came TO the next line
there were scores Of voices uniting:
Tlicrc :; iirts in mortal reign.
The sorg was caught up all over the
field ar:ci-g the wounded until it was
said that tkoro were at least 10, 600
wounded men uniting their voices as
they came to the verse:
Tkerc everlasting spring abidcs
Ard Ecvcr whitening flowers.
Death, Ike harrow stream, divides
That heavenly land frorn ours.
Oh. it is a great religion to live by,
and it is great religion TO die by.
There is only one heart throb between
| you and that religion this moment. Just
lcok into the face OF your pardoning
Cod ard srrrcrdrr yourself for time
and for eternity, ard he is yours, and
heaven is yours. and all is yours. Some
of you, like the young man Of the text,
have gone astray. know not the his
tory, but you know it-you know it.
The Circle OF Safety.
When young man went forth into
life, the legend says, his guardian angel
went forth with him, and getting him
into field the guardian angel swept
circle clear around where the young
man stood. 1t was circle Of virtue and
honor, and he must not step beyond that
circle. Armed foes came down, but
were Obliged to halt at the circle. They
could not pass. But one day temptress,
with diamonded hand, stretched forth
and crossed that circle with the hand,
and the tempted soul took it, and by
that one fell grip was brought beyond
the circle and died.
Some of you have stepped beyond that
circle. Would you not like this day, by
the grace of God, to step back? This, ]
say to you. is your hour Of salvation.
There was in the closing hours of Queen
Anne what is called the clock scene
Flat down OH the pillow, in helpless
sickness she could not move her head
or move her hand. She was waiting for
the hour when the ministers of state
should gather in angry contest, and
worried and worn out by the coming
hour, and in momentary absence Of the
nurse, in the power-the strange power
which delirium sometimes gives one
she arose and stood in front Of the
clock. and stood there watching the
clock when the nurse returned The
nurse said, "Do you see anything pecul'
iar about that clock?" She made no an
swer. but soon died. There is a clock
scene in every history. If some OF you
would rise from the bed of lethargy and
come out Of your delirium Of sin and
look ON the clock of your destiny this
moment, you would see and hear some
thing you have not seen or heard be-
fore, and every tick of the minute, and
every stroke of the hour, and every
swing of the pendulum, would say,
"Now, now, now, now" Oh, come
home to your Fathers housel Come
home, oh, prodigal, from the wilder
nessl Come home, como home!
The Divine Justice.
But notice that when the prodlgal
came there was the fathers JOY. he
did not greet him with any formal
"How do you do?' He did not come
ont and say: "You are unfit to enter.
Go out and wash in the trough by the
we'll. and then you can come IN we
have had enough trouble with you
Ab. mol When the proprietor OF that es-
tate proclaimed festival, it was an out
burst of a fathers love and tatner
10Y. God is your father. -,
/ have not much sympathy Win tnas
description of God sometimes hear as
thoueh he were a Turkish sultan-hard
and unsympathetic and listening not 70
the CRY of his subjects. A man told me
ho saw in one of the eastern lands a
king riding along, aud two men were
in alteration, and one charged the oth-
or with having eaten his rice, and the
kipo said. "Then slay the man, and Dy [
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