The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1896-03-13

thoroughly lost as n lost sheep. II
may have been in 1851. during the
financial panic, or during the financial
stress in the fall Of 1873, when you
got astray. You almost became al athe-
list. You said, Where is God hat hon.
est men go Gown and thieves prosper?"
You were logged Of creditors, you were
logged of the banks, you were logged
OF worldly disaster, and some of you
went into misanthropy, and some of
you took to strong drink. and others
or You fed out of Christian association,
and you got astray. Oh! man, that was
the last time when you ought to have
forsaken God. Standing amid the foun-
dering Of your earthly failures, how
could you get along without a God to
comfort you, and a God to deliver you,
and a God to help you, and a God to
save you? You tell me you have been
through enough business trouble almost
to kill you. l know it. / cannot I'M
derstand how the boat could live one
hour in that chopped sea. But l do not
know by what process you got astray;
some in one way and some in another,
and if you could really see the position
some Of you occupy before God your
soul would burst into an agony of tears
and you would pelt the heavens with
the cry, God have mercy" Sinai's
batteries have beer unlimbered above
your soul, and at times you have heard
it thunder "The wages of sin is DEATH"
All have sinned and come short Of
the glory of God" by one man sin
entered into the world, and death by
sin; and so death passed upon all men,
for that all have sinned." THE soul
that %sinneth, it shall die" When Sc
bastopol was being bombarded, two
Russian frigates burned all night in
the harbor, throwing a glare upon the
trembling fortress; and some Of you,
from what you have told me yourselves,
some Of you are standing in the night
OF your souls trouble, the cannonade,
and the confiagration, and the multi
plicatiOn, and the multitude OF your
sorrows and troubles l think must make
the wings of Gods lowering angels
shiver to the tip.
But the last part of my text opens a
door wide enough to let us all out and
to let all heaven in. Sound it on the
organ with all the stops out. Thrum 1t
on the harps with all the strings atune.
With I'll the melody possible let the
heavens sound it to the earth and let
tho aarth toll If IN, Tho hno-yo,, aG1,l,1
Lord hath laid on him the ~iniquity Of
us all" am glad that the prophet did
not stop to explain whom he meant by
him" Him of the manger, him of the
bloody sweat, him of the resurrection
throne, him Of the crucifixion agony.
ION him the Lord hath laid the iniquity
OF us ALL" Obi" says some man, that
isn't generous, that isn't fair; let every
nal carry his own burden and pay his
own debts" That sounds reasonable.
If l have an obligation and | have the
means to meet it and I come + YOU and
ask you to settle that obligation, you
rightly say, PAY your own debts" If
you and l, walking down the street
both hale, hearty and WE'LL ask you
to carry me, you say rightly, Walk
on your own feet." But suppose you
and 1 were in a regiment, and l was
wounded in the battle and | fell uncon-
cious at your feet with gunshot frac-
lures and dislOcations, what would you
do? You would call to your COM
rades. saying, Come and help, this
mon ic hnlnlocc. hrirr tho o-bJ-zz
let us take him to the hospital" and
l would be a dead lift in our arms.
and you would lift me from the ground
where l had fallen, and put me in the
ambulance and take me to the hospital
and have all kindness shown me. Would
there be anything beIneaning in my
accepting that kindness? Oh, no. You
be mean not to do it. That is
what Christ does. II we could pay our
debts, then it would be better TO go I'D
and pay them, saying, Here, Lord,
is my obligations; here are the
means with which l mean to settle that
now give me a receipt, cross
it all out" The debt is paid. But the
is we have fallen in the battle.
nave gone down under the hot fire
of our transgressions, We have been
wounded by the sabres of sin, we are
helpless, we are-undone. Christ comes.
The loud clang heard in the sky on that
night was only the bell, the
resounding bell Of the ambulance.
Clear the way for the Son of God. He
comes down to bind up the wounds, and
10 scatter the darkness, and to save the
.ost. Clear the way for the Son of God.
Christ comes down to us, and We are
4 dead lift. He does not lift us with
he tips of his fingers. He does not lift
Is with one arm. He m down upon
MS knee. and then with a dead lift he
'aises us TO honor and glory and i'm
mortality. The Lord hath laid on him
he iniquity of us all" Why, then,
gill q man carry his sins? You cannot
AIRY successfully the smallest sin you
yer committed. You might as we'll put
he Apprentices on one shoulder and the
lips OF the other. How much less can
on carry all the sins of your lifetime?
thirst comes and looks down in your
are and Cayc- .HT horo cono +dro,-L