Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1897-09-01

| nowhere. Hear me. all such men. | preach
| to you no rounded periods no ornamental
| discourse but put nv hand on your shoul-
| der and invite you into the peace Of the
| gospel. Here Is rock on which You may
stand firm. though the waves dash against
| 1t harder than the Atlantic, pitching its
| surf clear above Eddystone lighthouse.
| Do not charge upon God all these troubles
| Of the world. As long as the worli stuck
| to God God stuck to the world but the
earth seeded from His government and
hence all these outrages and all these
woes. God is good. For many hundreds
of years He has been coaXing the world to
come back to Him, but the more He has
coaxed the more violent have men been in
their resistance, and they have stepped
back and stepped back until they have
1ropped into ruin.
Try this God, ye who have had the blood
hounds after you, and who have thought
that God had forgotten you. Try Him and
He will not pardon. Try Him and see II
He will not save. The flowers of spring
have no bloom so sweet as the Towering OF
Christ's affections. The sun hath no
warmth compared with the glow Of His
heart. The waters have no refreshment
like the fountain that will slake the thirst
OF thy soul. At the moment the reindeer
stands with his lip and nostril thrust In the
cool mountain torrent, the hunter may he
coming through the thicket. Without crack
ling a stick under his foot. He comes close
by the stag, aims his gun, draws the trig-
ger, and the poor thing rcars in its death
agony and falls backward its antlers crash
Ing on the rocks. But the painting hart that
drinks from the water brooks Of Gods
promise shall never be fatally wounded and
shall never die
This world is n poor portion of your soul,
o business mani An eastern king had
craven on his tomb two fingers represented
as sounding on each other with a snap and
under them the motto, "All is not worth
that" Apiclns Cpllus hanged himself be-
cause his steward informed him that he
Ind only ESQ. 900 sterling left. All of this
worlds riches make but n small Inheritance
for a soul. Robespierre attempted to win
the applause of the world but when he was
dying a woman came rushing through the
crowd, crying to him, "Murderer of my
kindred, descend to hell covered with the
curses of every mother in Francel'' Many
who have expected the plaudits of the world
have died under its anathema mHranatha.
Oh, find your peace in Godl Make one
strong pull for heaven. No halfway work
will do it. There sometimes comes a timc
on shipboard when everything must be
sacrificed to save the passengers. The
cargo is nothing, the rigging nothing. The
captain puts the trumpet to his lips and
shouts, "Cut away the mastl' Some of you
have been tossed and driven, and you have,
in your effort to keep the world, well nigh
lost your soul. Until You have decided
this matter let everything else go. Over
board with all those other nnxietles and
burdens. You will have to drop the sails
Of your pride and cut away the mast. With
one earnest cry for help put your cause into
the hand of Hin. who helped Paul out of
the breakers of Meiita, and who. above tho
shr!ll blast of the wrathiest tempest that
ever blackened the sky or shook the ocean,
can hear the faintest imploratiOn for mercy.
l shall close this sermon feeling that
some of you who have considered yoGT
case as hopeless will take heart again and
that with a blood red earnestncss such as
you have never experienced before, you
will start for the good land of the gospel
Mt last to look back, saying: "What a
great risk / ranl Almost lost but savedI
Just got through, and no morel Escaped
by the skin OF my teeth"