Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1896-08-27


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and David goes up the palace stairs, cry
ing, 80 Absalom. my son, my son, would
to God had died for thee; o Absalom, lay
son, my sonP'
The Lost Treasure.
There Is not lRrge family, or hardly
large family, that has rot bent over such
treasure and lost 1t. In the family fold Is
there no dead lam52 l have seen many
such cases of surrow. There is one pre-
eminent in my memory as pastor-Scoville
Haynes McCouum The story Of his death
has brought hundreds unto God He be
longed to my parish In the west. A thor
Dugh boy, 9 or 10 years of age Nothing
morbid, nothing dull about him. his voice
loudest and his foot swiftest ON the play
ground Often he has come into my house
and thrown himself down on the floor in
an exhaustion of boisterous mirth, and yet
he was Christian, consecrated to God,
keeping his commandments That is the
kind Of childish piety believe in. When
the days Of sickness came suddenly and he
was told that he could not get well, he
said; "Jesus alone can save me. Jesus will
save me. He has saved me. Don't cry,
mamma 1 shall go right straight up to
heaven" And then they gave him glass
of water to cool his hot lips, and he said;
Mamma, shall take draft from the
water of life after awhile, of which if one
drink he shall never get thirsty again.
lay myself at Jesus feet, and want him
to do Just what he thinks best TO do with
me-" In those days Rest For the Weary"
was q new hymn, and he had learned II,
and in a perfect ecstasy of soul In his last
hour he cried out;
'In the Christians home In glory
There remains a land Of rest.
There my Saviour's gone before me
To fulfill my souls request.
There is rest for the weary,
There is rest for you.
"Sing, oh. sing, ye heirs of glory,
Shout your trtumphs as you gol
lions gates are open for you
You shall find an entrance through.
There is rest for the weary.
"There Is rest for you, papa; there Is rest
for you, mamma" And then putting
his hands over his heart, he said, Eyes,
there is rest for me-" And then, he asked
them to read "The Lord is my Shepherd;
I shall not want He maketh me to lie
down in green pastures and leadeth me be-
side still waters" and he cried out: 30
DEATH where Is tiny stingp o grave, where
Is thy victory"
Only 10 years old And then he said,
"Now wish you would just turn this
bed SO can look once more on the foliage
and see the sun set And they turned the
bed And he said, ~ do 50 wish that Jesus
would hurry and come and take me. u
They said to him, why, are you not will
ing to await the Lord's time?'' Yes ht
said Il am; but 1 would rather Jesus
would come and hurry and take me- " And
so, with peace indescribable, he passed
away.
The Lords Will.
Oh, there is'nothtng sad about chi1d's
death save the grief in the parents heart
You see the little opes go right out from {
world of sin and suffering to world O
Joy. How many sorrows they escape, hov
many temptations, how many troubles
Children dead are safe, Those that liv
are In peril. We know not what dark patti
they may take The day may come il
which they will break your heart, bu
children dead are safe-safe forever. Weep
ing parents, do not mourn too bitterl,
over your child that has gone. There ar
two kinds of prayers made at child
sick bed One prayer the Lord likes; th'
other prayer he does not like. When sou
kneels down at child IS sick bed and says
80 Lord, spare this little ona He is yer,
near to my heart I don't want. to par
with him, but thy will be done''-that i
| thnE Et,,1 90 tho r,TH lnync Thnp
is another kind of prayer which 1 hav
heard men make In substance when the
say; go Lord, this isn't right tits har
to take this child You have no right +
take this child Spare this child can
give him up, and won't give him up.
The Lord answers that kind of a praye
sometimes The child lives on and lives o.
and travels off in paths Of wickedness t
perish At the end of every prayer for
child's life say, "Thy will, o Lord, b
done"
The brightest lights that can be klndle1
Christ has kindlsd. Let u.s. old and young
rejoice that heaven is gathering up S
much that Is attractive. In that far lam
we are not strangers There are thos
there who speak our name day by day
and they wonder why so long we tarry.
could count up the names Of all thos
) who have gone out from these families IL
to the kingdom Of heaven, it would tak
me all day to mention their names
great multitude befure the throne Yo
loved them once, you love them now, an
ever and anon you think you hear thei
voices calling you upward All, yes, the
have gone out from all these families, an
you want no book to tell you of the dyin
experience of Christian children Youshay
heard it It has been whispered /
your ear, o father, mother, o brother
o sister. Toward that good land a
Christians are bearing. This swapping {
heartstrings, this flight of years, this trea
of the heart reminds us that we are pas.
ing away Under spring blossoms an
through summer harvests and across at
turmal leaves and through the wintr
snowbanks we are passing ON. Oh, rejoiC
at it, children of God, rejoice at It! Ho'
we shall gather them up, the loved an
the lost! Before we mount our throne, b,
fore we drink of the fountain, before W
strike the harp OF our eternal celebration
we will cry out Where are our loved an
lost" And then how we shall gatht
them up Oh, how we shall gather theI
up!
In this dark world Of sin and pain
We only meet to part again,
} But when we reach the heavenly shore
! We there shall meet to part no more.
: The hope that we shall see that day
Should chase our present griefs away.
When these short years Of pain are past
Well meet before the throne at last.
A Regular Clincher.
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