The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1898-12-30

East! l am so glad you did not re-
port to the imperial scoundrel at Jeru-
salem where the Bible was, for the
hounds would have soon torn to pieces
the Lamb, and | am so glad that not
only did you bring the frankincenso
and the myrrh to the room I'm that
caravansary, but that you brought the
gold which paid his travelling expenses
and those of Joseph and Mary in that
long and dangerous fight to Cairo. in
Egypt, and paid their lodging and
board there. and paid their way back
again. Well enough to bring to the
barn of the Saviour's nativity the
flowers, for they aromatized the dread
full atmosphere of the stables, but the
gold was just then the most impor-
tant Offering So now the Lord accepts
your prayers, for they are the perfume
of heaven: but he asks also for the
gold which will pay the expense OF
taking Christ to all nations.
take another step forward in show
ing the narrow escape you and had
and the worIu had in the secretion OF
Christ's birthplace from the Herodic
detectives, and the clubs with which
they would have dashed the babes
life out, when l say that without the
life that began that night in Bethle-
hem, the world would have had no
lu.iined death-beds. Before the time
Of Christ. good people closed thclr
earthly lives in peace, while depend
ing upon the Christ to come, and there
were antediluvian saints, and Assyrian
saints. and Egyptian saints, and Gre
clan saints, and Jerusalem saints
Ions before the clouds above Bethle-
hem became q balcony filed with the
best singers of q world where they
all sing; but l cannot read that there
was anything more than quieting
guess that came to those before-Christ
death-beds. job said something bor-
dering on the confident, but il was
mixed up with story of "skin-worms"
that would destroy his body. Abra-
ham and Jacob had q little light on the
dying pillow, but compared with the
after-Christ death-beds, II was like the
dim tallow candle of old beside the
modern cluster of lights electric. |
know Elijah went up In memorable
manner, but ii was n terrible way 10
goa whirlwind of fire that must have
Ieen splendid TO look at by those who
stood on the banks OF the Jordan, but
1t was a style OF ascent that required
mere nerve tan you and | ever had,
to be a placid occupant Of a chariot
drawn by such a wild team. The
triumphant death-beds, as far as i
know, were the afterChrist death
beds. What procession OF hosannas
have marched through the dying room
Of the saints Of the last nineteenth cen
turtles! What a cayalcade OF mounted
hallelujahs has galloped through the
dying visions OF the last two thousand
years save one hundred! Peaceful
death-beds in the years b. c.! Tri-
unphant death-beds, for the most part.
reserved for the years A. d! Behold
tie death-beds Of the Wesleys. Of the
Doddridges. of the Leigh Richmonds,
of the Edward Paysons; OF Vara, the
converted heather chieftain, crying in
his last moments, THE canoe is in the
sea. The sails are spread. She is
ready for the gale. l have a good
Pilot to guide me. My outside man
and my inside man differ. Let the
enc rot till the trumpet shall sound,
but let my soul wing her way to the
throne of Jesus" OF dying John
tletcner, who entered his pulpit tc
preach. though his doctors forbade
him, and then descended to the COM
munion table. saying, II am going 70
throw myself under the wings of the
cherubim before the mercy seat"
thousands Of people few days after
following him to the grave. singing:
With heavenly weapons he has foug-i
me battles Of the Lori,
Finished his course and kept the faith,
And gained the great reward.
or pastor Emile Cook, the great
French evangelist, who sat il my
church in Brooklyn one Suday morn
ing, and in few days shipwrecked and
dying, after his wife said to him, God
will help you, my dear; he will give
you peace" replying "But have it
Peace! l have IT," OF Prince AL
bert, quoting with his last breath,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me
hide myself in theew OF the dying
soldier who had been shot through
the mouth and could not talk, and
when the chaplain approached him,
motioned for pencil and paper and
wrote, Il am a Christian. prepared to
die. Rally round the flag! Rally
round the fiag!" OF John Brown, OF
Haddington, who said. 81 desire to de-
part and be with Christ, and though
have lived sixty years very comfort
ably in this world. l would turn my
back upon you all to be with Christ.
There is no one like Christine one
like Christ. / have been looking of
him these many years, and never yet
could find any fault in him but was OF
my own making, though he has seen
ten thousand faults In me. Oh, what
must he be himself. when it is he
that sweetens heaven, sweetens Scrip-