Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1896-06-11

Since you lost your health you feel as
never before rapt anticipation of eternal
release. Trouble has humbied you, has en-.
larged you, hos multiplied your resources,
has equipped you has loosened your grasp
from this world and frightened your grip
OH the next Oh, bless God for tho east
wind 1t has driven you into the harbor
Of Gods sympathy.
This World insufficient.
Nothing like trouble to show us that
this world is an insufficient portion. Ho-
garth was about done with life, and he
wanted to paint the end Of all things. He
put Oh canvas shattered bottle, u cracked
bell, an unstrung harp, signboard Of q
tavern called "Tho Worlds End" falling
down, a shipwreck, the horses Of PhDbus
lying dead In tho clouds, the moon In hpr
last quarter and tho world on fire. zone
thing moro" said Hogarth, land my pio-
ture is done" Then he added the broken
palette Of painter. Then he died. But
trouble, with hand mightier and more
skillful than Hogarth's, pictures tho fall
ing, failing, molderlng, dying world.
And we want something permanent to lay
hold of, and we grasp with both hands
after God and say, 1.-THE Lord Is my light;
the Lord is my love; the Lord Is my for
tress; tho Lord is my sacrifice; the Lord,
the Lord Is my God"
Bless God for your trials. Oh, my
Christian friend. keep your spirits up by
the power Of Christ's gospel DO not sur.
render. Do you not know that when you
give up others will give up You have
courage, and others will have courage.
The Romans went Into the battle, and by
some accident there was an inclination OF
the standard. The standard upright meant
forward march; the inclination of the
standard meant surrender.
Through the negligence of the man who
carried the standard and the inclination
Of 1t tho army surrendered. Oh, lot us
keep the standard up, whether 1t be blown
down by the east wind, or the north wind,
or the south wind. No inclination to sur
render. Forward into the conflict
Music of tho Skies.
There Is near Bombay tree that they
call tho Borrowing tree" the popularity
Of which Is 1t never puts forth any bloom
in the daytime, but in the night puts out
all It's bloom and all its redolenoe. And
have to tell you that, though Christian
character puts forth It's sweetest blossoms
In tho darkness Of sickness, the darkness
of financial Distress the darkness of DO.
reavoment, tho darkness of death, "weep-
ing may endure for a night, but Joy com.
eth in tho morning." Across tho harsh
discords OF this world rolls the music of
tho skies-music that breaks from the lips,
music that breaks from the harps and
rustles from the palms, music Ike falling
water over rocks, music like wandering
winds among leaves, music like oaroling
birds among forests, music like ocean bill
lows storming the Atlantic beach, "They
shall hunger no more, neither thirst any
more neither shall the sun light on them
nor any heat for the Lamb which Is In
tho midst OF the throne shall lead them to
living fountains Of water, and God shall
wipe away all tears from their eyes"
see q great Christian fleet approaching
that harbor. Some Of the ships come in
with sails rent and bulwarks knocked
away, but still afoat Nearer and nearer
the shining shore. Nearer and nearer
eternal anchorage. Haul away, my lads,
haul away! Some of the ships had mighty
tonnage, and others were shallops, easily
listed of the wind and wave. Some were
men-of-war and armed of the thunders Of
Christian battle, and others were UMPIRE
tending tugs taking others through the
Narrows, and some were coasters that
never ventured out into the deep seas of
Christian experience, but they are all COM
ing nearer the whnrf-brigantine, ealleon,
line Of battle ship, longboat, pinnaoe, war
frigate-and as choy come into the harbor
1 find that they are driven by the long,
loud terrific blast Of tho cast wind. 1t is
through much tfibulation that you are to
enter into the kingdom Of God
You have blessed God for the north
wind, and blessed him for the south wind,
and blessed him for the west wind. Can
you not in the light Of this subject bless
him for the east windt
Nearer, my God, to thee,
| Nearer 10 thee.
Fen though it be n cross
| That raiseth me.
| Still all my song shall be.
Nearer, my God, to thee,
| Nearer to thee.