The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1900-01-24

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heirs Of salvation?
But human inspection and angelic
inspection and stellar inspection and
lunar inspection and solar inspection
are tame as compared with the thonght
of divine inspection. y on converted
me 90 years ago, said colored man to
nv father. How so?' said my father.
Twenty years ago" s.id the other,
in the old schoolhouse prayer meet
ing at Bound Brook, you said in your
prayer, Thou God seest me, and I had
no peace under the eye Of God until I
became Christian. Hear it: The
eyes of the Lord are in every place.
His eyelids try the children Of men"
His eyes were as fame of fire I
will guide thee with mine eye" Oh,
the eye Of God, SO full of pity, so full
of power, SO full Of love, so full of in
dignation, so full Of compassion, SO full
Of mercy! How it peers through the
darkness! How it outshines the day!
How it glares upon the offender How
it beams on the penitent soul Talk
about the human eye as being Jude
scribably woLderful-how much more
wonderful the great, searching, over
whelming eye of God All eternity
to come on that retina The eyes with
which We look into each others face to
day suggest it. II islands written twice
on your face and twice on mine, unless
through casualty one or both have been
obliterated. He that formed the eye
shall not see?' Oh, the eye Of God!
It sees our SORROWS to assuage them,
sees our perplexities to disensangle
them sees our wants to sympathize With
them. If we fight him back, the eye
Of an antagonist. If We ask his grace,
the eye Of an everlasting friend.
You often ind in a book of manu-
script star calling your attention to
footnote or explanation. That star the
printer calls an asterisk. But all the
stars Of the night heavens are asterisks
calling your attention to Gol, an all
observing God. Our every nerve a
divine handwriting. Our every mus
lie a pulley divinely swung. Our
every bone sculptured with divine sug-
gestiveness. Our every eye refec-
ton of the divine eye. God above US
and God beneath US and God before US
and God behind US and God within US.
What stupendous thing to live! What
stupendous thing to die! NJ such
thing as hidden trangression.
a dramatic advocate in olden times
at night in courtroom, persuaded Of
the Innocence Of his client charged
with murder and Of the guilt Of the wit
ness who was trying to swear the poor
mans life axay-that advocate took W
two bright lamps and thrust them close
up to the face of the witness and cried,
May it please the court and gentle
men Of the jury, behold the murderer!
and the man practically under that aw
| full glare confessed that he was the
criminal instead of the man arraigncd
at the bar. Oh, my friends, our most
hidden sin is under a brighter light
than that! It is under the burning
eye Of God.
He is not blind giant stumbling
through the heavens. He is no: a
blind monarch feeling for the step Of
his chariot. Are yon poor? lie sees
it. Have you domestic perturbation Of
which the world knows nothiog? He
sees it. "Oh," you say, my affairs
are 80 Insignificant cant realize that
God sees me and sees my affairs
Can you see the point of a pin? Can
you see the eye Of a needle? Can you
see mote in the sunbeam? And has
God given you that power Of minute
observation and does he not possess it
himself? "He that formed the eye,
shall he not see"
But you say: God is il one world
aud am in another world. He seems
so far of from me l don't really think
he sees what is going on in my life.
Can you see the sun 95, 000,0O miles
away, and do you not think God has as
prolonged vision? But you say. There
are phases of my life and there are
colors, shades of color in my annoy.
ances and my vexations that | don't
think God can understand. ;" Does not
God gather up all the colors and all the
shades of color in the rainbow? And
do you suppose there is any phase OF
any shade in your life that he has not
gathered up in his own heart?
Besides that, I want to tell you it
will soon all be over, this struggle.
That eye of yours so exquisitelY fash
ioned and strung and hinged and rooted
will before long close in the last slum-
Der. Loving hands will smooth down
the silken fringes. So he giycth his
beloved sleep.
4 ledgend Of St. Frotobert is that
his mother was blind and he was SO
sorely pitiful for the misfortune that
one day in sympathy he kissed her
eyes and BY miracle shesa# everything.
But it is not legend when l tell you
that all the blind eyes Of the Christian
dead under the kiss of the resurrection
morn shall gloriously open. Oh, what
day that will be for those who went
cropping through this world under per-
pstual observation or we're dependent
on the hand of friend or with an uu-
certain staff felt the way, and for the
aged Of dim sight, about Shom it
might be said that they which look
out of the windows be darAcnci,
when eternal daybreak comes in
What a beautiful epitaph that was
for tombstone in European ceme-
terry: "Here reposes in God Katrina,
saint, S. years of age and blind. The
light was restored to her May 10, 1870
To Guard Mules.
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