Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1901-09-02


can pick you out of the dust anywhere,
and all the cemeteries of the earth are
In Gods care. Oh, you are going to be
more than conqueror!
Do you not think we had better be-
gin now to celebrate the coming victo-
ry? In the old meeting house at Som
erville my father used to lead the sing
ing, and he had the old fashioned tun-
ing fork, and he would strike it upon
his knee and then put the tuning fork
to his ear to catch the right pitch and
start the hymn. But, friend, do you
not think we had better be catching
the pitch of the everlasting song, the
song of victory, when we shall be more
than conquerors? Had we not better
begin the rehearsal on earth? "They
shall hunger no more, neither thirst
any more; neither shall the sun light
on them nor any heat, for the Lamb
which is in the midst of the throne
shall feed them and shall lead them to
living fountains Of waters, and God
shall wipe away all tears from their
eyes,"
City Of eternity, to thy bridal halls
From this prison would fee.
All glory! That's for you and me!
A Brawny Christianity.
My text brings us one step further.
1t say go forth into the mount and
fetch olive branches, and pine
branches, and myrtle branches, and
palm branches and branches of thick
trees Now you know very WE'LL
make this remark under the head of
branches Of thick trees-that a booth
or arbor made of slight branches would
not stand. The first blast of the tenn
pest would PROSTATE it. So, then, the
booth or arbor must have four stout
poles to hold up the arbor or booth,
and hence for the building of the arbor
for this world we must have stout
branches of thick trees. And so it is
in the gospel arbOr. Blessed be God
that we have a brawny Christianity,
not one easily upset. The storms of
life will come upon us, and we want
strong doctrine; not only love, but
justice; not only invitation, but warn
ing. 1t Is a mighty gospel; it is an
omnipotent gospel. These are the
stout branches of thick trees.
1 remember what Mr.. Finney said in
a schoolhouse. The village was so bad
1t was called Sodom, and it was said
to have only one good man in all the
village, and he was called Lot, and Mr..
Finney was preaching in the school
house, and he described the destruction
of SodOm; how the city was going to
he destroyed unless they repented, and
that there would be rain from heaven
of sorrow and destruction unless they,
too, repented. And the people in the
schoOlhOuse sat and ground their teeth
in anger, and clinched their fists in
anger, but before he got through with
his sermon they got down on their
knees and cried for mercy while mercy
gospel; not only an invitation, but a
warning, an OmnipOtent truth; stout
branches of thick trees.
Well, my friends, you see l have
omitted one or two points, not because
I forgot to present them, but because
l have not time to present them. 1
have shown you here is the olive
branch of peace, here is the pine branch
Of evergreen gospel consolation, here
the palm tree branch of usefulness and
Of victory and here are the stout
branches of thick trees. The gospel
arbor is done. The air is aromatic of
heaven. The leaves rustic with the
gladness of God. Come into the arbor
Come into the booth. l went out at
different times with a fowler to the
to catch pigeons, and we
made our booth and we sat in that
booth and watched for the pigeons to
come And we found flocks in the sky,
and after awhile they dropped into the
net, and we were successful. So 1
come now to the door of this gospel
booth. 1 look out. 1 see flocks of souls
flying hither and flying thither Oh,
that they might come like clouds and
as doves to the window! Come into
the booth. Come into the booth.
copyright, 1901, Louis Klopsch, N. VI