Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1906-06-27
Of ages and see what gods we shall

OF ages ana see what gods we shal
be.
Slowly, but surely, the church ha.
broken down the barriers between
man and man, and to-day pleads al
never before for the Fatherhood oi
God, the brotherhood of man and
the sisterhood of nations. 1t is the
doctrine of that Man who sat upon
the mount and preached that i'm.
mortal sermon. His point of vision
was 80 lofty that the boundary lines
of nations were lost, and seemed bu,
narrow streets in tho same city. II
is the ohurch's business to diffuse
this religion among the peoples oi
the earth. Will she do it? We an
swer yes. For behind her efforts
is the power of him who freed the
shaokisd demoniac and turned the
fishes into the nets of the discour.
aged fishermen, the power of him
who owns all the olive groves and
harvest fields that ever shook their
Iglittering gold over the hills of
Palestine; the power of him who
owns all the suns, and moons, and
stars and galaxies that ever sparkled
in ornamental space, and failure is
Impossible.
THE POWER OF HER INFLUENCE.
In all times, in all climes and
among all nations wherever the
church has raised steeple or built
an altar, civilization has been ad-
vanced, woman restored to her true
position, wrongs righted, suffering
alleviated and man brought into
closer touch with God. Along her
pathway have bloomed the most
fragrant flowers of love and peace
and good will to men. The lives of
the purest and best men of every
age have added magnificence % her
grandeur and given an impetus to
her mission. She has earned the
right to build her temples and de-
clare her message. The blood of
her martyrs and the prayers of her
saints have ever been the price of
her freedom. When men have
clamored for fetterless brain and a
chainless future, they have ever
found the church by their side to
strengthen and console. And
when we think of her antiquity, of
the dangers through which she has
passed, of the prosecutions of bigotry
endured, of the many blows of fa-
natacism she has withstood, and be-
hold her to-day with the stain of
Calvary upon her breast, the glory
of the eternal promise upon her
brow, the CLEAN of buried centuries
in her eyes, with the years so lightly
resting upon her unbent form, we
are wont to stand with unshod feet
and uncovered head before her
queenly majesty and lay at her feet
the laurel wreath of well-fought bat
ties and glorious victory.
Time has not dulled her ardor nor
made sluggish the blood that courses
richly through her veins. Her feet
are still swift when on errands of
mercy. Her knees are still supple 70
bend in prayer. Her hands are still
ready and anxious to help, and her
lips are as willing to whisper words
of cheer and comfort in the ear of
distress as in the days of her youth.
The ages have left no wrinkles in her
beautiful face. The burdens she has
borne have not bent her graceful
form. Her eyes are undimmed by
age, and her ears still open to the
faintest cry of human need.
There are no threads of silver in her
tresses of gold.
| VIEW HER AS A PHYSICIAN.
She came into the world as &
physician sent from God with cure
forevery ache and healing touch for
every wound. Her coming was with
out pomp or splendor, and silently
and mysteriously as the dews are
distilled in the morning she pursuea
her mission destined to become the