The Penn's Grove record., 1897-04-09

pace. 30 was. Tne nal Oh tuht phihco
was 900 feet square, and tho root lowered
over thirty-six marble pillars, each pillar
sixty feet high, and the Intense blue OF the
sky aud the deep green Of the forest foliage,
aud tho white OF the driven o all hung
trembling ID the upholstery. But, my
friends, you know very well that fine archt'
lecture will not put down homestckness
when you saw him going among
these desolatei streets and by these
dismantled towers and by the torn
up grave OF his father, you would suppose
that he would have been dlsheartened and
that he would nave dismounted from his
horse and gone to his room and said; "Woe
Is mel My fathers grave is torn up. The
temple Is dishonored. The walls arc broken
down. 1 have no money with which to re-
build. l wlshI had never besn bora. / wish
/ were dead" Not so says Nehemiah.
Although he had q grief so intense that 1t
excited the commentary OF his king, yet that
penntless, expatriatei Nehemiah rouses him.
self up to rebuild the city. He gets hts per-
mission Of absence. He gets his passports.
He hastens away to Jerusalem. By night
on horseback he rides through the ruins.
He overcomes the most forooious opposition.
He arousas the piety and patriotism OF the
people, and in less than two months
namely, ffty-two days-Jerusalem was re-
built. That's what l call busy and triumph
ant sadness.
NV friends, the whole temptation Is with
you when you havo trouble to do Just tho
opposite to the behavior OF Nehemiah, an
that is to give up. You say, ~ have lost my
child and can never smile aSain."' You say,
repair my fortune" You say, "Ihave fallen
inio sin, and l nsver eau start again for n
new life" II Satan can make you form that'
resolution and mako you keep 1t. he has
ruined you. Trouble 10 not sent TO crush
you, but to rouse you, to animate you, to
propel you. The blacksmith does not thrust
the iron into tho forge and then blow away
with the bellows and then bring the
hot iron out on tine anvil and beat with
stroke after stroke to ruin tho iron, hut
to prepare 1t for q better use. Oh,
that tho Lord God OF Nehemiah would
rouse up all broken hearted people to re-
buildl Whipped, betrayed, shlpwrecked,
imprisoned, Pau went right on. The Italian
martyr Algerlus sits In his dungeon writing
a letter, and he dates II, ''From the delecta-
BILE orchard Of tho Leonine prison." That
Is what I call triumphant sadness. l know
q mother who buried her babe on Friday and
on Sabbath appeared In the house. Of God
and said: 'iGive mo a class; give me a Sab
bath school class. 1 have no child now left
me. and l would like TO have q class of little
| children. Give me real poor children.
| Give me o class off the back street." That l
say is beautiful. That is triumphant sadness.
At 8 o'clock every Sabbath afternoon, for
years, 10 a beautiful parlor In Philadelphia
a parior pictured and s,atuetted-thero were
from ten to twenty destitute children of the
street. Those destitute children received
religious instruction, concluding with cakes
and sandwiches. How do / know that that
was going on for sixteen years? know 1t
In this way: That was the first homo In Phil
adelphia whore I was called to comfort a
great sorrow. They had a splendid boy, and
| he hal boan drnxunpd MT T,on0 Rr1nch- Tho
father and mother almost idolized the boy,
aud the sob and shrek OF that father and
mother as they hung over the coffin resound
In my ears to-day. There seemed TO DO no
use OF praying, for when / knelt down TO
pray the outcry in the room drowned out oil
the prayer. But the Lord comforted
that sorrow. They did not forget their
trouble. II you should go any afternoon In
10 Laurel Hill, you would find q monument
with the word "Waiter'' inscribed upon 1t
and a wreath OF fresh flowers around tho
name. I think there was not an hour in
twenty years, winter or summer, when there
was not a wreath Of fresh flowers around
| Walters name. But the Christian mother
who sent those flowers there, having no child
left, Sabbath afternoons mothered tea or
twenty of the lost ones Of the street. That
Is beautiful. That Is what / call busy and
triumphant sadness. Here Is q man who
has lost his property. He does not go to
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life. He comes and says; ',Harness me for
Christian work. My moneys COMO. / have
no treasures on earth. / van treasures In
heaven. / havs q voice and q heart to serve
God" You say that that man has failed.
He has not failed-he has triumphedl
who have any kind OF trouble never to give
up. I wish they would look at the midnight
| rider OF the text and that the four hoofs OF
that beast on which Nehemiah rode might
cut to pieces all their discouragements and
hardshlps and trials. Give upl Who Is go
ing to give up when on the bosom OF Coo he
Gun have all his troubles hushed2 Give up!
Never think Of giving up. Are you borne
down with poverty Alittle child was found
holding her dead mothers hand in the dark
ness OF a tenement house, and some one COM
ing in the little girl looked mp while holding
her dead mothers hand, and said. "oh. /
do wish that God had mado more light for
| poor folks" My dear, God will be your
light, God will DO your shelter, God will be
your home. Are you borne down with
the bereavements OF life2 Is the
house lonely now that the child Is
gone? Do not give up. Think OF what the
old sexton said when the minister asked him
why he put SO much care on the little graves
In the cemetery-so much more care than on
| the larger graves-and the old sexton said,
"Sir, you know that of such Is the Kingdom
OF heaven and I think the Saviour Is
| pleased when he sces so much white Clover
growing around these little graves" But
when the minister pressed the old sexton
for a more satisfactory answer the old sex
don't know who are the Lords saints and
who are not, but you know, sir. 1t Ia clean
different with the BARNS" oh, II you have
had that keen, tender, indescribable sorrow
that comes from the loss OF q child. do not
give up. The old sexton was right. It IS
III .-.n -tA a. bat-ra 81 ns 40 xyan hQg "A
sinned, IL yea have slnned grievously-
slnned until you have been cast out by the
| church, slnned until you have been cast out
by society-do not give up. Perhaps there
may BIO ia this house one that could truth
fully utter the lamentat.aa ofanotheri
Ones I was pure as the snow, but / fell
Fell like d snowflake, from heaven to hell
Fell to be trampled as NTH In the street.
Fell to be scoffed at, spit on and beat,
Praying, cursing, wishing to die,
Selling my soul to whoever would buy.
Dealing In shame for o morsel OF bread,
Hating the living and fearing the dead.
Do not give upl One like unto the Son OF
Col comes to you to-day, saying, go and
sin no more" while he cries out to your as
s~ailants, .Lct him that is without. sin
cast the first stone at her" Oh, there
house by reason OF any trouble or
sin should give up. Are You a foreigner.
and in a strange land? Nehemiah was an
exile. Are you pennlless2 Nehemiah was
poor. Are you homesick? Nehemiah was
homesick. Are you broken heartfelt Nehe-
miah was broken hearted. But just see him
In the text, riding along the sacrlleged grave
OF his father, and by the dragon well, and
through the fish cato, n by the kings
pool, in and out, In and out, the moonlight
falling on the broken masonry, which
throws a long shadow, at which the horse
SHES, and at the same time that moonlight
kindling up the features Of this man till you
see not only the mark OF sad "reminiscences.
but the courage and hope, the enthusiasm
OF q man who knows that Jerusalem will be
rebuilded. i pick You up to-day out ofyour
sins and out Of your SORROW, aud l put You
against the warm heart OF Christ. "The
eternal Col Is thy refuge, and underneath
are the everlasting arms"
CHINA ORDERS WARsHles.
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