Milford chronicle., 1904-09-16

time when the enemies OF Goa SnOul
be hurried away to their eternal inoal
ceration. what of the night, Isaiah
What of the night?" cries the officer 0
the guard. Then the prophetic watch
man calls, Il see the morning comet
and also the night" That means: 6
see the righteous triumph through God
l see also the enemies of God scattere'
/ IN complete defeat" What Of th
night? What of the night?' You cal
to me. l answer: THE morning cometl
for the disciples of Jesus Christ. I SCI
also the eternal night cORing for thos'
who will not yield themselves II
Christs love-"
The night, the symbol Of calamity
Oh, yes. But the night is also here
the symbol of gospel triumph, for
in the quiet Of the night see fathers
and mothers and children gather
around the family affairs for evening
prayer. l see great audiences gather
in churches to learn of Christ and his
love. l see Christian nurses and Sal
Yation Army girls going forth through
the dirk alleys and through the still
streets on their missions of mercy.
see ministers and Christian laymen
and the dying. l hear everywhere
prayers and hymns arising for the
salvation OF all men and women and
children. Everywhere arises the song
Of Moses and the Lamb" as we'll as
she songs of death and eternal de-
sPair. Oh, my friends, in the silence
of this night, to which great army
do you give your allegiance2 Are your
lips speaking words of prayer, or are
they uttering words of B1asphemy?
Speak you words pleading FOR eternal
salvation or Indifferent and careless
sinful words, which are griev-
ing the Holy Spirit Of God? Win you
not with Christs help, take Esaiah's
night as the hRrbinger of an eternal |
lay? Shall not the night Of calamity |
md Of earthly struggle and earthly |
lin for all of us be followed by the I
sunrise and the coming
aoFning Of perpetual joy and peace?
The Storm Past.
That these words of my text can tru-
2 be changed into the lightness of an
ternal and peaceful day was never
nOre impressed upon me than some
ears ago when l was going around
be world. As found the opening de-
criptiOn of this text not among Syrian
Ills, but among the Wilderness of
ock" in the London metropolis, SO I
I'll find my closing scene not in Jeru-
llem, but upon the troubled waters of
q angry Pacific. For days and weeks
e had been treading the quiet paths
the ''trackleSs deep" The ocean
Gd heretofore been very kind to US.
was truly pacific in every way that
name signi1ed But then, Ike some
our old friends. 1t changed. It's
cart Of kindness became a heart of
lte. 1t seemed to have not the pur
'se to be loving, but only the desire
destroy. Day in and day out we
titled with the tempest. "The worst
Orm l ever knew" said the captain.
iany good ships have been found
ed IN less storms than this" The
rface of the sea was a raging mob
demons. The wind, shrieking
rough our rigging, was like a chorus
lost souls yelling out in rage.
After three days Of storm went to
berth and tried to sleep. Hour
-sr hour we were vedged In our
rths, unable to sleep. At last In the
l arose to dress and go upon
X No sooner did l step upon the z
or than the heaving ship HURLED me <
'oSs the staterOom, out through the =,
'r and clear across the deck. I pick
myself up, bruised and stunned. IA
n l looked about me. What was
surprise to fnd the storm over and
stars out. A sailor turned to me :.
| said: Mate, it will soon be clear.
shall soon have e calm sea. The
rm is past See yonder star by the
e OF the horizon. That is the morn
star. The sun will soon be up." r
J. as stood there holding to the
)'s ropes l knew the sea was grow
calm. Soon quietly and peacefully S
sun arose. The angry waves stop- r.
their gatherings; the winds ceased
augh and yell. That afternoon we
ed into the harbOr. The morning n
come for the end Of the tempest.
1t last for all those who love Christ y
night is not the emblem of calam- A
but of the morning. The morning in.
Its heavenly day breaketh-the
ming, with its emblem Of eternal
'e. VIII you not tonight with
sts help, take the night az the fsk
lem Of the dayl -
nigel robed in spotiess white 1
down and kissed the sleeping night
It woke to blush. The sprite was
gone,
saw the blush and called it dawn.
Copyright 1904. by Louis EClopsch.l
AEOrlsy's ''FOuF Righteous Men, 7
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