Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1900-04-11
SERMONS Of THE DAI.
Preached by Rev. Dr.. Talmage.

Preached by Rev. DR.. Talmage.
All Nature Joins In singing His Praises
Everything Bright and Beautiful sux-
Eests Him-Power OF the Hymn n .
Cradle Song 10 Remarkable.
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WASHINGTON, d. Gin this discourse DR..
TalmaGe shows how Christ brings harmony
and melody into every life that He enters;
text, Psalm cxviii., IA. The Lord is my
strength and song.''
The most fascinating theme for a heart
properly attuned Is the Saviour. There Il
something In the morning light to suggest
Him and something in the evening shadow
to speak His praise. The flower breathes
Him, the stars shine Him, the cascade
proclaims Him. all the voices OF nature
chal: Him. Whatever Is grand, bright
and beautiful, n you only listen to 1t, will
speak His praise. So, Ihen in the summer
time pluck a flower, think OF HIM @ho
is "the Rose Of Sharon and the Lily OF the
Valley" When l see in the 9elds a lamb,
say, "Behold the Lamb of God that
taketh away the sin OF the world" When,
in very hot weather, come under u pro-
iecting elf, I say:
Rock OF ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee!
a sounding board. The voice OF the minis
ter rose to the sounding board and then
was struck back again upon the ears OF the
people. And so the 1O, 900 voices OF earth
rising up find the heavens a sounding board
which strikes back to the ear OF all khe ma.
tions the praises Of Christ. The heavens
tell his glory, and the earth shows his
handiwork. The Bible thrills with one
great story OF redemption. Upon blasted
and faded paradise it poured the light OF
glorious restoration. II looked upon Abra-
ham from the ram caught In the thicket.
II spoke In the bleating OF the herds driven
down 20 Jerusalem for sacrifice. 1t put in
finite pathos into the speech OF uncouth
fishermen. 1t lifted Paul into the third
heaven, and 1t broke upon the ear of st.
John with the brazen trumpets and the
doxology OF the elders and the rushing
wings of the seraphim.
Instead Of waiting until you get sick and
worn out before you sing the praise oil
Christ, while your heart is happiest and
your step is lightest and your fortunes
smile and your pathway blossoms aud the
overarching heavens drop upon you their
benediction, speak the praises Of Jesus.
The old Greek orators, when they saw
their audiences inattentive and slumber-
ing, had one word with which they would
reuse them up to the greatest enthusiasm.
In the midst Of their orations they would
stop and cry out "Marathon!" and the
peoples enthusiasm would be unbounded.
My hearers, though you may have been
borne down with sin and though trouble
and trials and temptation may have come
upon you and you feel to-day hardly like
looking up, methinks thrre is one grand
royal, imperial word that ought to rouse
your soul TO infinite rejoicing, and that
word Is "Jesus!''
Taking the suggestion OF the text, shall
speak to you Of Christ our Song. remark
In l,o 0rof MI fhuf Christ ht
the cradle song. What our mothers san
to US when they put US to sleep Is singing
yet. We may have forgotten the words
but they went into the fiber of our soul and
will forever be a part Of 1t. 1t Is not SO
much what you formally teach your chill
dren as what you sing to them. hymn
has wings and can fly everywhither. One
hundred and fifty years after you are dead
and ''Old Mortality" has worn out his
chisel recutting your name on the tomb
stone your Observation-Disclosures will be-
singing the song which last night you sang
to your little ones gathered about your
knee. There Is a place in Switzerland
where, II you distinctly utter your voice,
there come back ten or fifteen distinct
echoes, and every Christian song sung by II
mother in the ear OF her child shall have
10, 900 echoes coming back from all the
gates OF heaven. Oh, II mothers only knew
the power OF this sacred spell how much
OItenef tue lIttlo Oues WOuiu Oe SdtueIcu
q Id all our homes would chime with the
songs OF Jesus!
We want some counteractinG influence
upon our children. The very moment your
child steps into the street he steps into the
path Of temptation. There are foul
mouthed children who would like to be-
soil your little ones. 1t will not do to
keep your boys and girls in the house and
make them house plants. They must have
fresh air and recreation. God save your
children from the scathing, blasting
damDing influence OF the street! 1 know
OF no counteracting Influence but the
power Of Christian culture and example.
Hold before your little ones the pure life
Of Jesus. Let that name be the word that
shall exercise evil from their hearts. Give
to your instruction all the fascination OF
music morning, noon and night. Let it be
Jesus, the cradle song. This is impor-
tant II your children grow up, but per-
haps they may not. Their pathway
may be short. Jesus may be wanting
that child. Then there will be sound.
less step in the dwelling, and the
youthful pulse will begin to fiutter, and he
little hands will be lifted for help. You
cannot help. And great agony will pinch
at your heart, and the cradle will be emp.
ty, and the nursery will be empty. and the
world will be empty, and your soul will be
empty. No little feet standing on the
stairs. No toys scattered on the carpet
No quick following from room to room. Nc
strange and wondering questions. No up.
turned face, with laughing blue eyes, come
for kiss, but only q grave and wreath
Of white blossoms on the top OF it and bit
ter desolation and a signing at nightfalI
with no one to put to bed. The heavenly
shepherd will take that lamb safely, any
how, whether you have been faithful or un
faithful. But would 1t not have been
pleasanter II you could have heard from
those lips the praises OF Christ? l never
read anything more beautiful than thI.
about a child's departure. The account
said, "She folded her hands, kissed hel
mother good-by, sang her hymn, turned
her face to the wall, sail her little prayer
and then died.
l speak to you again OF Jesus as the
night song. Job speaks OF Him who giveth
songs in the night. John Welch, the old
Scotch minister used to put u plaid across
his bed on cold nights, and some one asked
him why he put 1t there. He said: ''Oh,
sometimes In the night I want to sing the
praise of Jesus and to get down and pray;
then l just take that plaid aud wrap II
around me to keep me from the cold
Songs In the night Night OF trouble has
come down upon many OF you. CONNER
cial losses put out one star, slanderous
abuse puts out another star. Domestic
bereavement has put out a thousand lights
and gloom has been added to gloom ant
chill to chill and sting to sting, and one
midnight has seemed to borrow the fold
from another midnight to wrap itself In
more unbearable darkness, but Christ la.
spoken peace to your heart, and you sing
Jesus, lover OF my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the billows near me rolf
While the tempest still is high.
Hide me, o my Saviour! Hide
Till the storm OF life is past,
Safe into the haven guide;
Oh, receive my soul at last.
Songs In the night! Songs In the night
For the sick who have no one to turn th'
hot pillow. no one to put the taper on thu
stand, no one to put ice on the temples o.
pour out the soothing anodyne or utte
one cheerful word-yet songs In the night