Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1907-10-05

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Amen" Yea, Lordl"
Come with me, reverently; leave
this he. and sultry place. follow me
across green fields, by clear waters,
and unier skies so cloudless and Sc
renely beautiful, that there is moth
ing to be seen in all the heavens but
Cod" into the moonlight. into the
starlight. to the Tennessee hillside,
where nstles that sacred place into
which this foul emissary of the trust
did enter with the fell design of ut
| tering a falsehood and a SANDER
o, my friends, that that Ishmaelite
might then and there have appeared
before the Great Judge in whose pres
ence we all shall stand and from whose
judgment there is no appeal | say
it reverently. l have the right to
speak of Him in a church, where His
disciples are gathered, because it is
written where few are gathered
together in My name, there will I be
also" and the Saviour was there that
night, because He tells us He was
there.
Picture the distant Tennessee hills,
| standing like silent sentinels in the
! misty moonlight. Enter the little
country church, stand beneath it's
Pickering lamps; and behold upon the
one side, that rural band, untutored
perhaps simple, devOut and sincere;
and upon the other-sullen, defiant
and alone, stands this "Ishmaelite"
81 thank the, Jew for teaching me
that word" And Gin the midst of
them" the Saviour of mankind.
Let Him appear as He did to two
of them" as they journeyed with
burning hearts and blighted spirits
from Emmaus to Jerusalem. Their
eyes are holden" and they do not
know him. They see only a fair hair
ed Nazerene, a mere man, but "the
fairest in ten thousand and altogether
lovely" And then | hear His voice
more musical than "sevenfold
chorus of halleujahs and harping
symphonies, sweeter than a mothers
| lullaby singing soft and low
He inquiries "what is the cause of
this strange scene and in this sacred
placer" And then the 'Ishmaelite''
raises his brazen head and replies,
"they forbid that l should pray" and
the Saw our answers in solemn tones
"And thou shalt love the Lord
thy God with all thy heart, and
with all thy soul, and with all thy
mind and with all thy strength;
this is the first commandment"
And the 'Ishmaelite" vainly think
| ing he can keep ONE HALF THE
LAW, thinking like Rockefeller
thinking like Carnegie that you car
pick the pockets of mankind, and by
miserable donations appease an an
CRY God, declares 81 love the Lore
with all my heart"
And the Lord answered "and Lowest
thou thy brother?"
And the 'Ishmaelite," like ev-
cry other Tshmaelite" must answer
mo"
And then / see the Saviour's form
grow more erect, and 1 see shadoweC
forth in the misty light, the dignity Of
a God, and hear him say:
"If man say, / love God, and
hateth his brother, he is liar;
for he that loveth not his brother
whom he hath seen, how can he
love God whom he hath not SEEN
"And this commandment have W,
from Him, that he who loveth Coz
loves his brother ALSO"
And then the people, moved by thu
words of the lowIy Nazerene, cry on
i"He does not love us, he does no
love us, he hates us; he has betrayed
us for Dukes gold, more cursed thar
the silver of the Iscariot he has de
hvered us over to worse, worse thar
Egyptian bondage; he has robbet
childhood of it's innocence and tbs
widow of her dover, he has takeI
| from tbiY, Rroo,se IF 20 p1inn 81,
last morsel of bread"
And then I see that awful transfig
uration of wrath, / hear that voice
once sweet and tender, now shrill an(
strident from the deep, soft blue eye:
flash the lightning that blazed from
Sinai's flaming top, those hands tina
were wont to watt the darkness from
blind eyes, and from palsied limbs
their weakness, hands whose magica
touch banished from the face of deatl
its pallid and eternal seal, hands
which. wounded and raised in benedic.
ton, redeemed a world; those hands
are now raised-not to bless, but to-
curse; and l hear again that mos
lawful anathema, that ever fell from
the quivering lips Of an angry Coz
upon the startled ear of damned sou
or shuddering fiend:
"Woe unto you, scribes and
Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye de-
your widows houses, and for a
pretense making long prayers;
therefore We shall receive the
greater damnation.
"Woe unto you, scribes and
| Pharisees, hypocrites! for We
compass sea and land to make
one proselyte, and when he is
made we make him twofold more
the child of hell than yourselves"
All! Mr.. Beach, you tell us the!
should not have interrupted the "Ish
maelite" in prayer. Shall James B
Duke, shall the trust, shall your op
lpressors come into this sacred place
close that holy book, and leave us Il
follow this new trust-inspired apostle
to the "hill-billys"
My friends, l once went into
graveyard and and / saw this inscrip
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