The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-10-30


scribe 81 heaven entered that No ann8ut.
nous writer put it there. DO you NOT aea
She iremOr lu tho lines1 DO YOU NOT also $50
the boldnoss 81 The letteuY islt not as plain
ns yonder throne, as plain hg Wonder raieY
ls it not the name unmlataklbl1 and ihs
handwriting unmistaknhle1 Tho curiaad
Lord wrote 1t thora tho day I ropoutod ana
turned. Hear lu Hear al Ny name a
written thoroi There.'
There is not on earth an AUTOGRAPH letter
or signature 90 Christ The only time III
wrote out q word 0n earth. though 10 knew
so welt how 90 wriltc no wrote with refer
enc0 20 having 10 soon snuma ont by human
foot, the time that To stopped down and
with His finger wrote on tho ground the
hypocrisy OF tho phadsoos. But when He
writes your namo In tho heavenly archives.
as believe He has or hope He may. q 81 10
stay there from ags 20 age, from cycle 10
cycle from eaon 20 eaon. Aud 80 Der an you
Christian people / DO what John q. Whittier
the diving poot, said no wanted done I'm hia
home. Lovely man he wnsl / sac with him
an n haymow q whole summer afternoon. and
heard him tell the story of hls lie. To had
for many years been troubled with insomnia.
aud was n very poor sleeper. and he always
had the window curtain OF his room up 80 as
% 500 tho nrt intimatlon OF sunrise. When
he was breathing his last IN the morning
NuNEt IN MS nome VA AUN MAHaNNNHHHLLa vile
lage. the NURSE THOUGHT that tho light OF the
rismg sun was TOE Brong for him, and 60
pulled the window curtain down. The last
thing the great Quaker poet did was % wave
his hand 10 have the curtain up. He wanted
20 depart ia the full gush Of the morning.
And thought Il might be helpful and In
aplring 30 all Chrlftian souls 20 have more
light about the future, 80 pull up the cur
tain IN the glorious sunrise OF my text and
say, "Reloico that your names ara written in
heaven" Bring on your dox0loglesl Wave
your palms, Shout your vlotorles Pull up
an the curtains OF bright expectaHons Veal
hoist the window itself aud let the perfume
OF the "mornlng glorles" OF tbs Kings gar
den como 10. and the music OF harps an
a-tremble with symphonies, and the sound
OF the surf Of seas dnshlng 10 tho foot OF the
throne Of God and the Lamb.
But thoro Is only one wori on all this suh-
ject OF Divine chirography IN heaven that
confusas me, and that Is the small adverb
which 81. John adds when he quotes the text
in Revelation aud speaks Of some "whose
names are not written IN the Book OF Life Of
the Lamb slain" Oh. that awful adverb
"not!" By full submission 10 Christ the
Lord, have the way all cleared between y0n
and the sublime registration OF your name
this moment. Why not look NJ to see that
they are all ready 10 put your name among
the bllssiul imm0rtals? There Is the mighty
volume: Il is wide open. There Is the pen:
II Is from the wing OF the CANCEL OF the
New Covenant" There Is the ink: II Is red
from the Calvarean sacrifice. And there IL
tho DIVIDE Scribe: the glorious Lord who
wrote your fathers name, aud your moth
er's mama there, and your child's name
there, aud who Is ready to write your name
there win you consent that He DO III Be-
fore 7 say Amen" to this service, ask Him
TO do It. wait a moment for the tremen-
dous action OF your will, for II Is only an
action Of your will. Here some one saws,
"Lord Jesus, with pen plucked from angelic
wing aud dipped In the red ink Of GolgOtha,
write there either that which Il now my
earthly name or that which shall be my
| heavenly name" I pause a second longer
| that all may consent The pen Of the Divine
| Scribe is In the fingers and is lifted AMI Is
| lowered, aud it touches tho shining page.
| and the word is trace l. in trembling aud
/ bold and unmistakable letters He has put
| It down in the right place.
And II there b9 in all this assembly hope
| less case, so-called hopeless by yourself and
| others, l take the responsibility OF saying
| that there Is a place in that Book where your
name would exactly fit in. and look beauti-
/ full and you can, quicker than l can clap my
hands together, have it there. A religious
meeting was thrown open, and all those who
/ cNulA lestllH ol Aub converting grace VI Ouu
| were asked to speak. Silence reigned n mo-
ment. AMI then a man covered with the
marks Of dissipation arose ami said; you
can see from my looks what have heen, but
| am now a saved man. When / left home a
| thousand miles from here / had so disgraced
| my fathers name that he said. AS you are
| going away have only two things to ask Of
you, first. that you will never come home
again, and next, you will change your name.
| promised. have not heard my real name
for years. went the whole round OF sin,
until there was no lower depth to fathom.
| But / am by the grace Of God a changed
man. wrote home asking forgiveness for
my waywardness. and here are two letters,
one from my father and another from my
or. My mother died OF a broken heart
But these two letters ask me to come home,
and boys, ! start tomorrow morning." The
fact was that his name was written In
heaven, where pray God all of our names
may be written though 80 unworthy are the
best OF us, aud all OF u.s. 1t you have ever
been in the thick woods and heard the sound
OF village bells YOU know the sound is him
dered and muftied by the foliage though
somewhat sweet, but as you come to the
edge fthe woods the sounds become clearer,
and more charming and when you step out
from the deep shadows into the sunlight you
hear the full, round, melilluous ringing oil
the bells. OH We, down in the thick shadows
Of unbeliet aud who hear only the faint
notes OF this Gospel bell, come out into the
clear sunlight OF pardon aud peace, and heat
the full chime OF eternal harmonies from all
the towers OF heaven. Oh! Come out of the
Woodsl