The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1902-08-16
GOSPEL OF GIVING.
A Message by the I" Highway and
Byway" Preacher.
Heaven's Riches Placed at the Dds
Dossl Of the Disciples OF
Jesus who Minister I'm
His Name.

ICopyright, 1902. by A. N. Kellogg News
paper Col
Chicago. August 10. 1902.
Text: Freely ye have received, freely
give.-Matt 1913.
The Song of Nature.-The rising
song of the birds, the brightest and
sweetest of all the day, poured into my
window the other morning, and the
first consciousness had was that Ma
ture was again astir, and was giving
to me her best to tune my heart to- sing
through all the duties of the day.
Never did music sound more sweet
than the song of the birds that morn
ing as it came freewill offering from
,he happy songsters. The song OF the
prima donna is reserved for the select
audiences which can afford to pay the
price of admission, but the songs OF the
birds are as free as the air, and the
birds which woke me when my heart
was tender towards God and open to
the summertime teaching seemed to
carol over and over again the words:
"Freely We have received, freely give"
The reveille of the feathered song
sters announced the crimson tint1ng OF
the east as the first rays of golden light
came creeping up the heavens, and as
| each succeeding note rose and Tell ana
swelled into full song, the hum and
buzz of Nature caught the refrain un-
| til the fresh morning air reverberated
with the beautiful harmony. And
while all Nature broke into her song
of welcome, the glowing sun majesti-
cally rolled above the horizon, flooding
nv room with brilliant light. AS its
golden rays filled all the place with its
beauty, each dancing sunbeam seemed
to sing: Freely We have received
freely give"
Out into the garden went. The
sparkling dew drops rested upon grass
and flowers, and flashed the early
morning sun like so many diamonds.
Each blade of green and each bright
petaled flower, robed in new beauty
after the soft hand of the night had
brushed away the dust and heat OF the
previous day, seemed to raise its face
towards Heaven with grateful praise
and silently sing: "Freely have we
received, freely will we give"
And as the stirring breezes wafted
to me their dainty perfume in generous
fullfillment of the whispered promise,
nv soul bounded within me at the les
,on which the morning had broughtme
and nv heart took up the refrain and
sang: Freely, indeed, have / re
ceived, freely, too, will give"
With glad heart and bounding step
I moved under the trees and took the
path which led down to the brooks
verdant side. Throwing myself upon
the messy bank and taking my Tesla
ment from my pocket, turned to the
ninth chapter of II. Corinthians, the
| eighth verse of which, with its wealth
of "all grace" "all sufficiency," al
things" and always" lavished upor
us by loving Heavenly Father, SO thai
we might abound "to every goot
work." gave back to me the messagt
which Nature all about me had beer
singing; and the stream ripping JOY
ously tY at my feet carried me back Il
NV boyhood, as it seemed in musica
rhythm to sing the simple little song OF
the soulful Fanny j. Crosby:
"Give," said the little stream. "give. on
give; give. oh. give!'
"Give," said the little stream, as i
hurried down the HILL
ct am small, know, but wherever l go
give, oh, give: give. oh. give!
1T am small, know, but wherever
go. the fields grow greener still.
.Give," said the little rain, give. oh
give; give, oh. give"
give" said the little rain, as It fel
upon the flowers.
81 will raise the dropping heads again
give oh, give; give, oh, give!"
ct will raise the dropping heads again
and freshen the summer bowers"
"Give." said the violet sweet, give. oh
.c, g,ss' s slxe' tS S violet Toilet sweet in it
gentle spring-like voice;
"From cot and hall they will hear m.
call, give. oh. give: give. oh. give!
From cot and hall they will hear m.
call, they will find me and rejoice.
"Give," said they all. "oh. give! give. oh
give; give. oh, give?'
"Give," said they all. ''oh. give for on
blessings come from Heaven"
"And we fam would give, yes, woul
only live, give, oh. give; give. give!''
"And we fain would give yes woul
| only i've, 10 give as ooo mas BN w
Give, then. for Jesus. give! give. oh
give: give, oh, give!
Give, then, for Jesus. give! there
something all can give.
oh. do as the Etreams and blossoms dc
give, oh. give: give, oh. give!
Oh, do as the streams and blossoms DC
and for God and others live.
The Song of the World.-The mes
sage of Gods Word is in harmon
with the spirit of all Nature, bu
somehow the world has been so bus
with its business of getting and keel
ing, sung to the tune of me frs
and the other fellow II he gets
chance" that it has not heard tn
,, sweet music of the birds and tn
flowers and the sunshine. 1t has n
duced everything down to q commel
cial basis, and values rain and SUI
!. shine, birds and flowers, only as the
san be transmitted into yellow gol'
The busy bee improves each shil
: ing hour, but as he skins from iow'
to flower, slipping the honey from N
!, lures dainty cup, he gives rich r
: turn in the fructifying pollen whie
!, his velvetx sides deposit in the heal
: of the blossom. The beautiful reel
| rocal reIafion which one mart of N