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/ find another ray of dawn In the
compression of the worlds distances
What a slow, snail-like, almost impos-
sible thing would have been the world
rectification with fourteen hundred
millions Of population and no facile
means of communication; but now,
through telegraphy for the eye and tel
ephonic intimacy for the ear, and
through ~steamboating and railroading.
the twenty-five thousand miles of the
worlds circumference are shriveling
up into Insignificant brevity! Hong
Kong is nearer to New York than q few
years ago New Haven was; Bombay,
Moscow, Madras, Melbourne within
speaking distance. Purchase a tele-
graphic chart, and by blue lines see the
telegraphs Of the land, and by the red
lines the cables under the ocean. You
give for the final movements OF Chris
tianity.
One more ray of the dawn / see in
facts chronological and mathematical.
Come now, do not let us do another
stroke of work until we have settled
one matter. What Is going to be the
final issue of this great contest between
sin and righteousness? Which is going
to prove himself the stronger, God or
Diabolus? Is this world going to be
all garden or all desert? Now let us
have that matter settled. II we believe
Isaiah, and Ezekiel and Hosea, and Mi
cab, and Malachi, and John, and Peter,
and Paul, and the Lord himself, we
believe that it is going to be all garden.
But let US have it settled. Let us know
whether we are working on toward a
success or toward a lead failure. If
there is a child in your house sick, and
you are sure he is going to get well,
you sympathize with present pains, but
all the f~oreboding is gone. If you are
in a cyclone off the Florida coast, and
the captain assures you the vessel is
staunch and the winds are changing for
a better quarter, and he is sure he will
bring you safe into the harbor, you
patiently submit to present distress
with the thought of safe arrival. Now
l want to know whether we are coming
on toward dismay, darkness and defeat,
or on toward light and ~blessedness. You
and l believe the latter, and if so, every
year we spend is n year s%ubtracted
from the worlds woe, and every event
that passes, whether bright or dark,
brings US one event nearer a happy
contamination, and by all that is in
exorable in chronology and mathemat-
les l commend you to good cheer and
courage. Il there is anything in arith-
metic, if you subtract two from five
and leave three, then by every rolling
sun We are coming on t>ward a mag
nifcent terminus. Then every winter
passed is one severity less for our poor
world. Then every summer gone by
brings us nearer unfading arborescence.
Put your algebra down on the top of
your Bible and rejoice.
If it is nearer morning at three
o'clock than it is at two, if it is neare
morning at four o'clock han it is at
three, then we are nearer the dawn of
the worlds deliverance. Gods clock
seems to go very slowly, but the pendu-
lum swings, and the hands move, and
it will yet strike noon. The sun and
the moon stood still once; they will
never stand still again until they stop
forever. If you believe arithmetic as
well as your Bible, you must believe
we are nearer the dawn. "The day i,
at hand"
Beloved people, 1 preach this sermon
because l want you to toll with the sun
light in your faces. l want you old
men to understand before you die
that all the work you did for God while
yet your ear was alert and your foot
fleet is going to be counted up in the
final victories. 1 want all these young |
er people to understand, that when
they toll for God they always win the
day; that all prayers are answered and
all Christian work is in some way
e%ffectual, and that the tide is setting
IN the right direction, and that all
heaven is on our side-saintly, cherub-
ic, a~rchangelic, omnipotent, chariot
and throne, doxology and procession,
principalities and dominion, he who
hath the moon under his feet, and all
the armies of heaven on white horses.
Brother, brotheri all l am afraid OF
is, not that Christ will lose the battle,
but that you and 1 will not get into it
quick enough to do something worthy
Of our blood-bought immortality. o
Christ, how shall 1 meet thee, thou Of
the SCARED brow and the SCARED back
and the SCARED hand and the
SCARED foot and the SCARED breast,
if l have no scars or wounds
gotten in thy service? 1t shall not be
l step out to-day in front Of the
battle. Come on, We foes of God, 1 dare
you to the combat, Come on, with
pens dipped in malignancy. Come on,
with tongues forked and viperine. Come
on with types soaked in the scum of
the eternal pit. 1 defy you! Come on!
l bare my brow, I uncover my heart
Strike! l cannot see my Lord until !