Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1896-11-26

he joyfu, experience OF Isaac Watts, whose
'orrows were great. when he says
The hill OF Zion yields ,
thousand sacred sweets !
Before we reach the heavenly fields
Or walk the golden streets .
Then let our songs abound
And every tear be dry.
We're marching through Immanuel's
ground
To faires w2S:ds on high
tits prosperity tina, kills and trouble that
E veg. While the Ieraeiiles We're on the |
AMID great rriyatious ard hardships
they behaved we'll. After awhile they prayed !
Tor meat, and The SKY 9arkened with a g.eat
uock OF quai,s, and these Quaiis fell in .rea,
all about them. and the Israelites
ate and ate and stuT.1 themselves Unit! they
died. Oh, my friends, it is not hardship or
tria! or starvation that Injuries the soul. but
abundant supply. II il not the vuiture OF
trouble that eats up the Christian lie. Il is
the qUai's. 1t is the quatis. You viii ye,
find ont that your Midnight wrest!e by the
brook Jabtok Is with an nnge. Of God come
down to bless and to save.
Learn again that, while our wrestling with
trouble might be trium phant. We must TX
poet that it will leave its marx upon Us.
Jacob prevailed, but thu angel tonched him,
and his thigh bone srrang from lis sockets,
and the good nan wen. .tnap n "a his way.
We must carry through ANS wg-!i tie marx
OF the combat. What pioTetihesp p-enature
wrinkles in your face VIVA whitenei YOUR
hair before it Was ti,nr for frost? What
siienced forever 50 much y the h isri!y OF
your honsehol6? All, 1t Is tecauss the aocei
oftrouble hath touched you that you 90 Imp
ing on sour way. You nee not BE- surprised
that those who have passed thr nigh the fra
DO not feel as gay NJ once the, did. DO
not be out OF patience with those vino zone
not out OF their despon ienry. They may
triumph over their loss. and yet their gait
shall tell you that they have been trouble
touched. Are we Stoics that we can un-
moved see our cradle riied OF tile bright ewes
and the sweet lips2 Can we stand nnmoved
and see our gardens OF earthly d"light IN
reotedI Will Jesus, who wep. Hifnself. ne
angry with US II we pour ourtears Ito tho
graves that open to swallow down what we
loved best! Was Lazarus fsort dear to Him
than our beloved dead 10 u? No. We have
Il right to weep. Our tears must come. You
shall not drive them back to scald thu 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 tn flowers Of hops put forth
their bloom. God pity that dry, wiihered.
parched, all consuming grief that wrinGs its
hands, and grinds its teeth, ani bites its
nails into the quick. but cannot weep. We
NAV have found the comfort OF he 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 .eXt
aud announce the approach of the day W
No one was ever more glad to sac the morn
ing than was Jacob after that night OF strug-
gle. II is appropriate for phiian, hropists
I and Nh ricfian no fn - nnf Uifh Hic onU,I! ~
the text, The day breaketh." Superstition
has had its strongest props knocked out. The
church OF Christ is rising up In its strength
to go forth "inir rs the morn, clear as the
sun and terrible as IN army with banners"
Clap your hands, all yc people, 1.-The day
breaketh."
As l look around about me I see many who
have passed through seas Of trouble that
came up higher than their girdle. In Gods
name / proclaim cessation OF hostilities. You
shall not always go saddened and heart-
broken. God viii! bring your dead to ! lie.
God will stanch the hearts bleeding. l know
He will. Like as q father pitieth his chill
dren, so the Lord pities You. The pains Of
earth will end. The dead will rise. The
morning star tremblrs on q Frightening sky.
The gates OF the east begin to swing open.
"The day breaketh."
Luther and Melanchthon were talking to-
gether gioomily about the prospects OF the
L 4hOJ SoNAA w. AN opS ~
ance. After awhile Luther got up and eaid
TO Melanchthon, "Come, Philip, let Us sing
the Forty-sixth Psalm. God Is our refuge
aud strength in every time OF trouble"
Death to mnny-nav, to all-is a struggle
and a wrestie We have many friends whom
it would be hard 10 leave. | care not how
bright our future hope is. it is a bitter thing
to look upon this fair world and know thar
we shall never again see its poisoning
spring, its autumnal fruits. its sparkling
streams and 10 say farewell to those with
whom we played in childhood or counseled
in manhood. In that nigbf. like ia
cob, we may have to wrestle. but
God will not leave us uIblessed.
1t shall not be told in heaven that a dy.
ing soul cried unto God for help. but was not
delivered. The lattice Fay be turned to
keep out the sun, or a book set to dim the
light Of the midnight taper, or the room may
be filled with the cries OF 0rDhanage OF
widowhood, or the church Of Christ may
mourn over our going; but, ii Jesus calls,
all is well. The strong wrestling by the
brook will cease. The hours OF deaths
night will pass alOng-1 O'Clock in the morn.
ing. 3 O'Clock In the morning. 4 o'clock in
the morning, 5 O'Clock in the morninc-"the
, day breaketh."
so l would have 1t when | die. I an in NJ
haste to be gone. l would ike TO stand her.
twenty years years and preach this gospel.
hav" no Grndve against this world. Til
only fault ! have to find with this world i
that it treats me too well. But when tn.
time comes 10 go l trust to he ready, m,
worldly affairs all settled. Ii Ihava wroncet
others. l want then to be sure OF their for
g~iveness. In that last wrestling, my arm
enfeebled with sickness an my head faint,
want Jesus beside me. II there be hands OF
, this side of the food stretched out to holt
me back. l want The heavenly hands ST retche,
|, out to draw me forward. Then, O Jesus
help me on and help me up! Cnfearing. I'M
doubling. ,aaY l step right out INTO the liGh
and be abt. D look back to my kindred an,
friends, who would detain me here, exclaim
| inc: Let me go! Let me go. The dn,
{ breaketh."
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