Iowa state bystander. [volume] (Des Moines, Iowa) 1894-1916, 1900-09-07
TALMAGE'S SERMON.
oisCouRsEs ON CHRIST AND
THE CHURCH.
~ Nest Beautiful Flowers and the
Beat OF Fruit--Why the Saviour Picks
THE Choicest First - The Day Of
Salvation. .aa

| Copyright. 1900, by Louis Klopsch.)
This sermon DR.. Talmage sends from
. hating place in his journey through
the valleys of Switzerland. It seems
TO have been prepared amid the bloom
and aroma Of garden midsummer
The text is Song of Solomon v, i: II
am come into my garden"
The Bible is great poem. We have
In 1T faultless rhythm and bold i'm
asery and startling antithesis and
rapturous lyric and sweet pastoral
and instructive narrative and devo-
tlonal psalm; thoughts expressed in
style more solemn than that of Mont
gomery, more bold than that of Mil
j ton, more terrible than that of Dante,
more natural than that of Wordsworth
more impassioned than that of Pollok,
more tender than that of Cowper, more
weird than that of spenser. This great
poem brings all the gems of the earth
into 1ts coronet, and it weaves the
names OF Judgment into it's garlands
and pours eternal harmonies in its
rhythm. Everything this book touches
1t makes beautiful, from the plain
stones OF the summer thrashing floor
TO the daughters of Major filling the
troughs for the camels. from the fish
I pools of Heshbon up to the Psalmist
praising God with diapason of storm
and whirlwind and Jobs imagery of
Orion, Arcturus and the Pleiades.
My text leads us into scene of
summer redolence The world has had
q great many beautiful gardens.
Charlemagne added to the glory of his
reign by decreeing that they be es-
tabllshed all through the realm, decid-
Ing even the names of the flowers, to
be planted there. Henry Nv. at Mont
pellier established gardens CT bewitch-
Ing beauty and luxuriance, gathering
Into them Alpine. Pyrenean and
French plants. One OF the sweetest
spots on earth was the garden of shen-
stone. tho poet. His writings have
madS but little impression on the
world. but his garden, the "Leasowes,"
Will .be immortal. To the natural ad-
vantages Of that place was brought the
perfection Of art. Arbor and terrace
and slope and rustic temple and reser-
voir and urn and fountain here had
their crowning. Oak and yew and
hazel put forth their richest foliage.
There was no life more diligent, no
soul more ingenious than that of
shenstone, and all that diligence and
genius he brought to the adornment
Of that one treasured spot. He gave
E30O for it. He sold it for several
thousand. And yet I am to tell you
today OF a richer garden than any
| have mentioned. It is the garden
spoken Of in my text-the garden OF
the church, which belongs to Christ,
| for my text says so. He bought it,
he planted it, he owns it, and he shall
have 1t. Walter Scott, in his outlay
at Abbotsford, ruined his fortune, and
now, in the crimson flowers of those
gardens, you can almost think or
imagine that you see the blood of that
old mans broken heart. che pay
ment OF the last 100000 sacrificed
him. But l have to tell you that
Christ's life and Christ's death were
the outlay of this beautiful garden of
the church, of which my text speaks
Oh, how many signs and ,ears and
pangs and agonies! Tell me- We women
who saw him hang! Tell me. We execu-
TONERS who lifted him aud let him
down! Tell me. thou sun that didst
hide, We rocks that fell! Christ loved
the church and gave himself for it,
If the garden Of the church belongs to
Christ, certainly he has right to
walk in it. Come, then, O blessed
Jesus, today. Walk up and down these
aisles and pluck what thou wilt of
sweetness for thyself!
| The Church Is . Garden.
The church in my text is appropria-
dtely compared to a garden, because
it is a place Of choice flowers, OF select
fruits and Of thorough irrigation.
| That would be strange garden in
which there were no flowers. II no.
where. else, they would be along the
borders or at the gateway. The home
Hest taste will dictate something, if
It be only the old fashioned hollyhock
or dahlia or daffodil. But if there be
larger means then you will find the
Mexican cactus and blazing azalea and
clustering oleander. Well, now, Christ
comes to his garden, and he plants
there some Of the brightest spirits that
ever Powered upon the world. Some
of them are violets, inconspicuous. but
sweet as heaven. You have to search
and find them. You do not see them
very often perhaps, but you find where
they have been by the Frightened face
of the invalid and the sprig of geran-
ium on the stand and the new window
curtains keeping out the glow of the
sunlight. They are perhaps more like
, the ranunculus, creeping sweetly along
amid the thorns and briers of life, Civ
ting kiss for sting. And many a man
who has had in his way some great