Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1898-04-08


say. lis there any sorrow like unto my
sorrow" Butt. blessed be God, the
Lords sheep can find pasture ahy-'|
where. Between two, rocks Of
trouble d tuft of sucGulent prom
Uses; green pastures beside still
waters; long sweet grass between
bitter graves. You have noticed the
structure of the sleeps mouth? 1t is
so 'sharp'thatit can take mp a Blade of
grass on clovel-top from thewrrt mar
rowest spot, And 80 Gods sheep can
pick zip comfort where Others can gath
err The secret of;the Lord is
with them that fear Him. Rich pas
ture, fountain-fed pasture, for all The
flock oflthe Good. Shepherd I q
d, The hill oL zlon, yields -, ri, .,t ~"
A thousand sacred sweets
Bef0re'we reach theHeateily acids, = .
Or walk the golden streets : -
,Lastlyi Consider. the shepteid's fold.
The.time, of strengthening was q very
glad time. The neighbors gathered to.
gether, and they poured wine and
DANCED for joy, The. sheep were putin
o place inelosed by a wall, whereait
was very easy to count them
and know whether any Of them
had been taken by the jaclSals
or dogs. The inclosure was called
the sheep-fold. Good news ! have
oltell you, in that our Lord the Shep-
herd hast sheep-fold, and thusd who
are gathered in it shall never be struck
by the STORM, Shall never be touched
by the jackals of temptation and trout
bic. 1t hasa high wall--so high that
no troubles can get in--so high that
the Joys can not get out. How glad
the old sheep viii be to. find, the lambs
that left them a good manyyears agol
Millions of children in. Heaven. Oh,
what Il merry Heaven 1t win makel.
Not many. long7meter, psalms there,
They will be in the majority, and will
run away with our song, carrying it up
toa still higher point of ecstaey. Oh,
there will be shoutingl If children on
earth clapped their hands and danced
for joy, what will they do when, to the
I-gladness of childhood on earth is added
the gladness of,ohildhood in Heaven?
1t is time we got over these morbid
ideas of how we shall get out of this
world. You make your religion an I'M
dertalfer planning collins and driving
hearscs. Your religion smells of the
varnish of funeral casket. Rather
let your religion to-day come out
and show you tho sheep-fold that
God has provided, YOU All, you
say, there is q. river between this
and that | know it; but that Jor-
dan Is only for the sheep-washing, and
they shall go up on the other banks
snow-white. They follow the great
Shepherd They heard His voice long
ago. They are safe now-one fold and
one Shepherd
Alas for those who are finally found
outside the inclosure. The night OF
their sin bowls with jaclSals; they are
thirsting for their blood. The very
moment that "a lamb may be frislting
upon the hills, bear may be looking
for it from the ticket.
In June, 1915, there was very noble
party gathered in II house in st. James
square, London. The prince regent
was present, and the occasion was
made fascinating by music and ban
quoting and by jewels. While g
quadrille was being formed, suddenly
all the people rushed to the windows
What is the matter? Henry Percy
had arrived with the new:
that Waterloo had been fought
and that England had won
the day. The dance was aban
doned; the party dispersed; lords. ladies
and musicians rushed into the street
and in Is minutes from the first an
nouncement of the good news the hous,
was emptied OF all its guests. Oh! y,
who are seated at the banquet of thi'
world, or whirling in its gayeties ant
frivolities, if you could hear tho
sweet strains of the Gospel trumpe
announcing Christs victory Owe
sin and death and hell, you woulC
rush forth, glad in the eternal deliver
ance! The Waterloo against sin ha!
been fought and our Commander-in
chief hath won the day. On. the joys o
this salvation. | do not care what met
aphor, what comparison you have; bring
it to me that | may uso it. Amos shall
bring one simile, Isaiah another, JOIN
another Beautiful with pardon
Beautiful with peace. Beautiful will
anticipations. Or to return to the pas
toral figure of my text, come ont of tn
poor pasturaye of this world into Thu
rich fortunes of the Good Shepherd.
The shepherd OF old used to play
beautiful music, and sometimes tn,
sheep would gather around him ant
listen. TO day my Heavenly Shepher,
/ calls to you with the very music o
Heaven calling you to leave your sill
{ and accept His pardon. Oh, that al
this flock would hear the piping of tn
, Good Shepherd.