Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1901-05-04
TALMAGE'S SERMON.
GEORIES OF THE REDEEMER
THE SUBJECT.
He That Comsth from Above Is Above
All Things"-John. Chapter III. Verse
31-Christ the Overtopping Figure of
all Time.

Copyright, 1901, by Louis Klopsch, n. Y.)
Washington, April 21.-In this dis
course DIR. Talmage sounds the praises
Of the worlds Redeemer and puts be-
lore us the portraits of some of his
great disciples and exponents; text.
John iii, 81, He that cometh from
above is above ALL
The most conspicuous character of
history steps out upon the platform
The finger which, diamonded with
light, pointed down to him from Beth
iehem sky was only a ratification of
The finger of prophecy, the finger of
genealogy, the finger of chronology,
The finger of events-aIl five fingers
pointing in one direction. Christ is the
overtopping figure of all time. He is
The vox humana in all music, the
gracefulest in all sculpture, the
most exquisite mingling of lights and
shades in all painting, the acme of all
climaxes, the dome of all cathedraled
grandeur and the peroration of all
splendid language.
The Greek alphabet is made up of
twenty-four letters, and when Christ
compared himself to the first letter
and the last letter, the alpha and the
omega, he appropriated to himself all
.he splendors that you can spell out
with those two letters and all the let
ters between them Il am the alpha
and the omega, the beginning and the
end, the first and the last" or, if you
prefer the words of the text, "above
all"
Bridge Between Souls.
I know that there is a great deal
said in our day against words,
though they were nothing. They may
be misused, but they have an imperial
power. They are the bridge between
soul and soul, between Almighty God
and the human race. What did God
write upon the tables of stone? Words.
What did Christ utter on Mount Oil
vet? Words. Out of what
did Christ strike the spark
for the illumination OF the uni
verse? Out of words. Let there be
light and light was. OF course,
thought is the cargo, and words are
only the ship, but how fast would
your cargo get on without the ship?
What you need, my friends, in all
your work, in your Sunday school
class, in your reformatory institutions,
and what we all need is to enlarge our
about God and Christ and heaven. We
ride a few old words to death when
there is such illimitable resource.
Shakespeare employed $4,000 different
words for dramatic purposes, Milton
employed 5000 different words for
poetic purposes, Rufus Choate en-
ployed over 1000 different words for
legal purposes, but the most of US have
ho 1 ha VIZ
age, less than 500, and that makes us
so stupid.
When we come to set forth the love
of Christ, we are going to take the ten
derest phraseology wherever we find
it. and if it has never been used in
that direction before all the more shall
we use it. When we come to speak of
the glory of Christ, the conqueror, we
are going to draw our SMILES from
triumphal arch and oratorio and every
thing grand and stupendous. The
French navy have eighteen flags by
which they give signal, but those
eighteen flags they can put into $4,000
different combinations. And 1 have to
tell you that these standards of the
cross may be lifted into combinations
infinite and varieties everlasting. And
let me say to young men who are after
awhile going to preach Jesus Christ
you will have the largest liberty and
unlimited resource. You only have
to present Christ in your own way.
Jonathan Edwards preached Christ
In the severest argument ever penned,
and John Bunyan preached Christ in
the sublimest allegory ever composed
Edward Payson. sick and exhausted,
leaned up against the side of the pull
pit and wept out his discourse, while
George Whitefield, with the manner
and the voice and the start OF an actor
overwhelmed his auditory. 1t would
have been different thing if Jonathan
Edwards had tried to write and dream
about the pilgrims progress to the eel
estial city or John Bunyan had at
tempted an essay on the human will.
The Harvests of Grace.
Brighter than the light, fresher than
the fountains. deeper than the seas, are
melody, flowers have no sweetness.
sunset sky has no color, compared with
these glorious themes. These harvests
of grace spring up quicker than we
can sickle them. kindling pulpits with
their fire and producing revolutions
with their power, lighting up dying
beds with their glory, they are the
sweetest thought for the poet, and
they are the most thrilling illustration
for the orator, and they offer the most
intense scene for the artist, and they
are to the ambassador OF the sky all
enthusiasm. Complete pardss for the