El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1898-09-12
PRESBYTERIAN Church

The pastor of the Presbyterian
church, Rev. II. w. Moore, preached
yesterday from the words: And his
sweat was, as it were, great drops o
| blood' Luke 22:44 Part of the ser
mon is given below.
A gentleman said to me more than q
week ago: "Well, | do not wish that
my worst enemy shall pass through in
this world what L have passed
through" Why, thought 1, lady
said to me less than an hour ago: "F'ew
people have had to endure what [ have
endured Then these words OF the
text came to me, "His sweat was, as If
were, great drops of blood. " Why,
thought |, this seems to be the exper-
fence of every true life. All, yes, every
life of worth has its Gethsemane. Did
you ever think of the labor and sus-
pense and pain and blistered feet con-
nected with the achievements OF the
world? Did you ever think of the cost
in toll, and blood and agony connected
with the work of such men as Moses,
Paul, Columbus, Livingston? Think
of the amount of suffering behind the
simplest law in our land.
You say your life has been hard.
With whom has life, well lived, not
been hard? Take the accepted scien-
tific thought of the world. Calico
was imprisoned and made to recant
because he said: s'The world moves, :"
Copernicus died brOkenhearted be-
cause of ill treatment due to his
great thoughts freely expressed. Oar
win could work but four hours a day,
and then in pain. DR.. Jenner, the dis
coverer of vaccine which mas saved
thousands of lives, was hOoted and
ieered. So were the discoveries of
ether. Yes, over the pathway of all
accepted scientific thought write
the words-he sweat great drops of
blood. Sit down in your office or
study. Look at your books and think
of the toll and bloody sweat endured to
produce them. Think of the suffering
behind Homer's Had, Virgil's Aeneid
Millions Paradise Lost. John Keats
died at twenty-six bounded to his death
by slanderous reviews and bitter pens.
But no poet has left so much
that is grand in literature.
Southey was a nervous wreck; Car
lyle a dyspeptic. Stevenson wrote
nearly all his books in bed. Gibbon
Fall of the Roman Empire" and Ban
croft into his great History poured his
life's blood. Think of the men who
toiled, suffered and died before we
came into possession of our great en-
cyclopaedias and such works as "The
Century Dictionary" Across all sue
cessful literary effort read the words
He sweat great drops of blood"
And what q struggle has it been to
build up government. Did you ever
think of cost from its rude tribal be-
einnines until to-day? What bloody
battlefelds. what wild war cries, what
groans and pains? Think of the suffer
Ing behind the Magma Charta, and
what agony and bloody sweat was en-
dured before our Federal Constitution
became reslity-See poor Italy in her
struggle for United Italy. Look at the
white hand lifted out of graves in Ger
many and England and America cry
ing: "Pass me not.' 'iPass me
not" And think of what tears,
too cheap to count, and what
rivers of blood were shed before free
dom of thought became reality. Re.
view the history of the church-see
the prosecutions, funeral pyres, execu-
tioa blocks. the cost of the church.
Huss, Wycliffe, SavanOrolo went sing
ing to heaven in the chariot of fire.
Luther nailed his Theses to the church
door of Wittenburg and then freedom
of conscience began its Gethsemsne
march. In Switzerland, Calvin stood
out in the defence like q stone wall
and in Scotland, Knox stood like a
mountain butressed with everlasting
granite, and amid the bleakness OF
New England the Puritan enjoyed his
freedom to worship God as he chose.
Yes, in every day life tbs the same.
Self-sacrifice is Gods law. That the
child might go to college, the father
tills the soil and the mother wears her
fingers thin. knew beautiful girl
who was joyous at going to college.
She WAS happy as a lark over her pros
poets in life. just then her mother
took i'll with an incurable disease. She
dropped all to nurse that mother, and
for fifteen years she made that home q
little heaven, and when her mother
passed to the gloryland it was too late
works. Every true life has its
Gethsemane. How can this thought
effect me, you say. Just here-if you
have your tear and pain, and hard eX-
periences, remember SO have had all
true lives, and out of heaven and in
from the far places of the earth hear
the voices calling today: "Afterwards
comes the eternal weight of glory
You have cried yourself asleep
over your troubles many night, but
remem berJ ,esus too, in the Garden lad
his. There is no one so admirable in
character but what would be more ad-
mira BILE if he had passed through trou-
BILE. Trouble rightly endured sweetens
the acids of life. Let the rollickin Q
world dance on, but know well that all
of worth in art, literature, law, govern
mcnt, individual life, science, comes
from some one sweating drops of blood
Oh, you troubled souls-make your
| troubles pulpit from which you
preach Christ, Show the world how
brave you can be, that your religion is
one of victory. Is the cradle empty, is
the seat at the b ead of the table vacan T.
show, by your life that God is "a pre-
sent help" Show how sweet natured,
Let the whole world see that there is
working in you that which will dispel
the clouds and clear the sky. out OF
which will appear the Fathers
face.