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trial or starvation that injuries the soul, but
abundant supply. It is not the yultute OF Z:
trouble that eats up the Christian life. = is Z
the quatls. 1t Is the quaiis. You will yet
find out that your midnight wrestle By ths
brook Jabhok Is with an angel OF God come
down to bless and to save. rs v
Learn again that, while our wrestling with
trouble might be triumphant, we must e1.
pect that 1t will leave its mark upon MS 3
Jacob prevailed, but the angel touched him,
and bis thigh bone sprang from its sockets,
and the good man went hmping on his way.
We must carry through this world the mark
OF the combat. What piowed these premature
hair before It was time for fros2 What
silenced forever 50 much OF the hilsrfty Of Z
your household Alb, 1t Is because the angel
Of trouble hath touched you that you 60 limp
ing on your way. You need not be surprised {
that those who have passed through the f1re
do not feel as gay as once they did. Do
not be out OF patience with those who come
not out Of their dependency. 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 dfed Of the bright eyes
and the sweet lips2 Can we stand unmoyed
rooted2 Will Jesus, who wept Himself, be- :
angry with us II we pour our tears TITO the 4
graves that open to swallow down what Nc I
loved best2 Was Lazarus more dear to Him
than our beloved dead to us2 No. We have
right to weep. Our tears must come. You
shall not drive them back to scald the heart.
They fall into Gods bottle. Afflicted ones
have died because, they could not weep
Thank Godfor thesweet, the mysterious re-
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gentle rain the flowers Of hope put forth
their bloom. God pity that dry, withsred,
parched, all consuming grief that wrings III
hands, and grinds Its teeth, and bites its
nails into the quick. but cannot weep. We
may have found the comfort Of he cross,
and yet ever after show that In the dsSk
night and BY the brook Jabbok We were
trouble touched. i,7lJA rsat 3 81 ~. ~
Again, we may take the idea Of the text 1
and announce the approach OF the day dawn,
No one was ever more glad to see the mornrt
ing thSn was Jacob after that night OF strug-
gle. 1t is appropriate for philanthr ropistsl
the text, 1.-THE day breaketh. I" Supershdon-
has had its strongest props knocked out. The
church Of Christ Is rising up In its strength
to 60 forth 'tfair as the morn, clear as the:
sun and terrible as an army with banners.fis
Clap your hands, all ye people, athe day
breaketh." ~ x ~ "a 5ssSrs. qy
As look around about me I see many 1he
have passed through seas OF trouble that
came up higher than their glrdle In Gods
name proclaim cessation Of ofhostHities. You
shall not always 60 saddened and heart
God will stanch the hearts bleeding. I know
He will. Like as a fathe. pitieth his chill
dren, 80 the Lord pities You. The pains Of
earth will end. The dead will rise The
morning star trembles on q Frightening sky
The gates Of the ease begin to ewing open.
''The day breaketh." "a, b u
Luz or and Melanchthon were talking to-
gether gloomily about the prospects OF the
church. They could see no hope Of deliver
ance. After awhile Luther GOT up and said Il
to Melanchthon, "Gome, Philip, let rs sing 8
the Forty-sixth Psalm. Sod Is our refuge s
and strength In every time OF trouble. :.
Death to mRny-nay, to al-is struggle \
and wrestie. We have many friends whom
1t would be hard to leave. care not how
bright our future hope Is. It Is bitter thing Z
to look upon this fair world and know thar
we shall never again see Its blossomIng,
spring, its autumnal fruits, its sparkling
whom we played In childhood OF counseled
in manhood, In that night, like Ja-;s.
cob, we may have 10 wrestle, but
God will not leave us unbleesed.
1t shall not be told In heaven that dy-
ing soul cried unto God for help, but was not
delivered. The lattice Ray be turned to
keep out the sun, or book set to dim the
light Of the midnight taper, or the room may
be filed With the cries OF orphanage or 3
widowhood, or the church Of Christ may
mourn over our going; but, II Jesus calls,
all Is well. The strong wrestling by the s
brook will cease. The hours OF deaths
night will pass along--l O'Clock In the morn
ing. o'clock In the morning. O'Clock in2S
the morning, 5 o'clock In the morning tbs Z
day breaketh." stjts. {. ~ b si:sTs
So would have it when I die. am In no
haste to be gone. would like to stand here 4
twenty years years and preach this gospel. I s
have NO grudge against this world. The
only fault have to 7f1nd With this world Is I
that 1t treats me too we'll But when the
time comes to 60 trust to be ready, my
worldly affairs all settled. II have wronged
others, want then to be sure OF their for
giyeness. In that last wrestling, my arm
with sickness AMI my head faint, / s
want Jesus beside me. II there be hands on
this side OF the flood stretched out to hold
me back. I want the heavenly yhandsstretched
out to draw me forward. Then, o Jesus,
help me On and help me up! Unfearing, nm
may step right out into the light
and be able to look back to my kindred and
friends, who would detain me here, exolaim-
Ing: Let me 20! Let me go! The day y
breaketh.' ne sss