The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1901-04-27

est liberty and unlimited
You only have to present Chrls' III
your own way.
Jonathan Edwards preached Christ
in the severest argument ever penned,
and John Bunyan preached Christ III
the sublimest allegory ever composed.
Edward Payson, sick and exhausted,
leaned up against the side of the pull
nit and wept out his discourse, while
George Whitefeld, with the manner
and the voice and the start of an ac-
tor, overwhelmed his auditory. IL
would have been a different thing II
Jonathan Edwards had tried to write
and dream about the pilgrims prog
ress to the celestial city or John Bun
van had attempted an essay on the
human will.
Brighter than the light, fresher
than the fountains, deeper than the
seas, are these Gospel themes. Song
has no melody, flowers have no sweet
ness, sunset sky has no color, com
pared 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 "ltn
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 in
tense scene for the artist. and they
are to the ambassador of tie SKY an
enthusiasm. Complete pardon for the
direst guilt. Sweetest comfort lot
ghastliest agony. Brightest hope Tor
grimmest death. Grandest resurrec-
ton for darkest sepulcher. Oh, what
a Gospel to preach! Christ over all
= in it. His birth, His suffering nis
miracles, His parallels. His sweat, his
1 tears, His blood, His atonement, His
, intercession-what glorious themes!
t Do we exercise faith. Christ is It's
object. Do we have love? 1t fastens
on Jesus. Have we a fondness for
the church? 1t is because Christ dice
e for it. Have we a hope of Heaven
1t is because Jesus went ahead, the
herald an6 the forerunner.
The royal robe of Denetrius wa
so costly, so beautiful, that after hi
had put it off no n ever dared pu'
Is it on, but this robe of Christ, richel
e than that, the poorest and the wan
l. nest and the worst may wear
J. ooh, my sins, my SINS" said Mar
Re tin Luther to S%taupitz, my SINS m!
d sins!" The fact is hat the Drawn.
d German student had found a Latll
Il, Bible that had made him quake, AM
:; nothing else ever did make hin
ic quake, and when he found hoy
ID through Christ he was pardoned an
ID saved he wrote to a friend saying
y Some over and join us, great an
Is awful sinners saved by the grace o
h God. You seem to be only IA slende
sinner, and you don't much extol tn
Sc mercy of God, but we who have bee
~ such very awful sinners praise Hi
I'd grace the more now that we hav
as been redeemed" Can it be that yo
Up are so desperately egotistical tina
to you feel yourself in first-rate spil
itual trim and that from the root {
st the hair to the tip of the toe you al
r. scarless and immaculate? What 20
need is a looking glass, and here
is in the Bible. Poor and wretche
es and miserable and blind and make
from the crown of the head to II
or sole of the foot, full of wounds an
of putrefying sores. No health in u
MT And then take the fact that Chrii
at gathered up all the notes against ,
H. and paid them and then offered I
of the receipt.
And how much we need Him in oil
OF sorrows! We are independent of ci
IN c~umstances if we nave His grac
TX Why, He made Paul sing in the du
,a' geon, and under that grace st. Jol
from desolate Patmos heard the bla
of the apocalyptic trumpets. Aft
Jus all other candles have been snuff
out this is the light that gets brigf
er and brighter unto the perfect da
ne and after under the hard hoofs
calamity all the pools of worldly
joyment have been trampled in
10y deep mire at the foot of the eterI
rock the Christian, from cups
-, granite, lily trimmed and vine cover,
anu puts out the thirst of his soul.
~ A thousand feet underground,
light of torch toiling in a mine
shaft, a ledge of rock may fall up
us, and we may die a miners dea
Far out at sea, falling from the 81
80 perry ratlines and broken on the h
yards, we may die a sailors dea
bot On mission of mercy in hospital an
49, broken bones and reeking lepros
: of and raging fevers we may die a p
ond lanthropist's death. On the field
battle, serving our God and our CO.
hin try, slugs through the heart, the G
on carriage may roll over us, and
eed may die a patriots death. But af
.our all there are only two styles of
RIM parture, the death of the righte,
all and of the wicked, and we all want
larry Gle the lorme
God God grant that when that h
lie a comes you may be at home!
here want the hand of your kindred
lrce. your hand. You want your child
fer to surround you. You want the Ii
Mil on vorr inflow from evac thnt l.