El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1899-09-18
PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH.
until the Day Break and the
Shadows Flee Away"


Yesterday morning at the Pesby
terrain church, the pastor, Henry w
Moore, preached from the text: ~ q
til the day break and the shadows hee
away" The subject of the discourse
was: "The Coming Daybreak." The
following is part of the sermon:
The Bible Is the most hopeful book
in the world. Rejoice" Look up!
Trust in the Lord!' are bells thai
ring out all through it. Whole pages
are given to cheer up the discouraged.
Heathen religions are religions of fear.
christianity is the religion of hope. 1t
deals with sin, but tells of victory over
sin. 1t speaks of sorrow, but OF God s
sweet comfort in sorrow. 1t talks OF
death, but says death is ferry to carry
US across the stream to 1neffable glory
No one can be well saturated with the
Bible and be an unhappy man. Hope
full people are children of the daylight.
My text is a Bible joy bell. Heads
up." it says. Better time coming"
Some things we are to have that are
not due yet. Not till the day breaks
and the shadows flee away.
Few of US came to church rested
this morning. We never get rest in
this world. Oh, the tired clerks, tired
schoolteachers, tired factory hands,
tired mech snics who quit work last
night. This is true of the healthiest
people. No rest for us on this earth.
We have to work. Work is a necessi-
ty, but IL is also suffering. In our
present state of existence 1t is d1vinely
appointed but 1t is not always plea
sure. It is just as often a burden. The
day is coming when we sh. be active
without being tired. How we long for
rest. The Bible represents heaven as
''rest that remaineth for the people
of Gud.'' :'They rest from their
labors." How often we feel like the
little dying .child-''Darling," said it's
mother, "do you know you will soon
b ear the music of heaven?" "Oh,
mamma, am SO tired that do not
care for the music"
swell, darling, you shall soon walk
the golden streets-will not that be
"Oh, mamms,I think all
these things would weary me-" Then
the mother stopped, took the little one
In her arms, when the child said, lob.
mamma, that is what 1 want. IT Jesus
will only take me in his arms and let
me rest.'' Rest comes not here, but
there.
Look about you, see how many live
in imperfect health. How many have
lost the elasticity of youth. Oh the
blind eyes, muffied ears, paralysed
limbs. Oh, when the day breaks all
these will be righted. Paul speaks of
"The redemption of the body" "Sown
in weakness, raised in power" Tell
that to those crippled and bent with
paralysis. Whisper that
into the homes of incurables. Lost
powers will one day be restored. A
mother was talking of heaven by the
was thin and white and his body bent
and twisted. sob mother, will I be
,e Straight shere?' The mother
opened this happy Bible and allowed
5od to speak: "There the eyes of the |
,lind shall be opened, and the ears of
he deaf shall be upstopped. Then
hall the lame leap as hart and the |
ongues of the dumb shall sing" God
hall wipe away all tears from their |
yes; and'there shall be no more death, |
ormer things have passed away"
We shall never have in this world q |
perfect character. Oh how slow we |
ire in overcoming our faults. Who of |
Is would not like to be perfect. How
We long to be like Christ. When we
re freest from sin we are happiest.
But how we stumble in the Christian |
ife. How, all around this world to- i
lay, the millions are crowding the |
!ates of mercy crying. "God be merci- |
III to me sinner" How we long to |
e-build the fallen purpose, to melt the !
rctic hill of doubt and rise into
gladder, holier life. |
IN every life in the world |
, written the word Imperfect"
But one day, when the shadows fee |
way we shall be perfect. Yes, when |
be day dawns.
DO not touch your hearts when 1 |
ssure you from Gods word, that one
ay we shall meet our separate loved
apnos come to US. We go to them.
We shall see face to face" Paul, 1
hank thee for that line. 1--WE shall
trike hands again up yonder. Death
but q gateway. When our dear
nes who died in Christ left US. It was
OF as tho lamp had dropped into q
;resm. "He that believeth in me-"
avs Jesus, ''shall never die" A poor
ollier who buried his boy spent whole
lights studying his Bible. 81 am
nding out all can" he said, "about
want to go to him." Listen to
Ihfttier's sappointed pen: II
ALAS! for him who never sees Il
The stars shine through his cypress treesl
Who. hopeless, lays bis dead away,
Nor looks to see the breaking day IN
A cross the mournfulI marble play, IL
Who hath not learned in hours of faith Ii
The truth to flesh and sense unknown, II
That life is ever lord Of death
And love can never lose her OWL"
When the day dawns and the
adOws flee away we shall understand ,
e mysteries of life. What is life? ,
Thy do the innocent suffer for the !
lilty? Why does evil exist? Why
les man spend his wears in SORROW in
in, and the birds sing on outside his
lam Der window? Hath God forgotten
be kind? Why do the pure, sainted,
'ly ones die, while the vicious, de- C
.uched are left behind? Mystery! e
aad all DhilOSODhv all GREAT poans n