The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1910-04-01
Saturday Digit
TSoJkc By Rev. F. E. DAWSON
UthS Rutland, VI
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THE KING OF THE WORLD OF
SPIRITS.
international Bible Lesson for April
8, 'to-(Matt. 9:18.34).

mate Gay. the King or 1erforS mas
ravaged the earth.
King of Terrors.
He has conquered every land and
there has not been a soul who could
stand before him. He has dug
trench across the hemispheres and
filed il with the bodies of the slain.
If it had not been for the multiplica-
ton of the race the world would have
been depopulated long ere this. Herod
the King slew only the infants in the
cradle. but this monster strangles the
babe in arms, the youth in the school
room. the old man in the chimney cor
ner. Other soldiers sometimes sur
render conquered territory, but this
king has never yet yielded up foot
of land. OF all the millions of earth's
! inhabitants since Adam was created
only two human beings have escaped
! his dart-Enoch and Elijah-both OF
whom sprang through the gates OF
paradise before the old archer could
hurl his javelin.
Even the Son of Man Himself, re.
! ceived the shaft of death through His
! holy heart and lay down on the battle.
| field temporarily slain. A bloody ty-
| rant, His palace, tomb; his flowers,
! the faded garlands of collins; his mus
ic. the wailings of mothers weeping
! for their children; his chalice, skull;
! his fountains the falling tears of the
world.
Conqueror Of Death.
For 1000 years the reign of this
! king was uncontested He ruled alb
solutely, and he ruled universally.
! Then suddenly there appeared on this
| planet the ConqueTor of Death and
the Grave Breaker of the Ages. There
is only one being in the universe that
death fears and He lived and walked
in Palestine swaying the scepter OF
life with infinite ease and with infinite
power.
He put His hand on the hot brow of
! the sufferer and the fever fed. He
spoke the word of life and the cen
| turiOn's servant arose from the gates
| of death. He met a funeral process
sion going out through the gates or
| Main. bearing the only son of his
mother, and she a widow. He halted
spirit of the departed and gave tho
young man in perfect health to the
arms of his mother. He was ushered
into the room. where a maiden !ay,
surrounded by weeping family, all
their hopes and prospects blasted,
and He said. as he spread out the cold
fingers of the child in His hand, Lit
| tie Damsel. | say unto thee, Arise"
and in twinkling there was fiutter
of the eyeHds, a quick heartbeat, a
rosy flush in the cheek, a dewy soft
ness in the flesh. and with glad cry
Of Joy Jalius daughter sprang into
the arms of her mother.
King of Kings.
Yes, this king of the physical word.
is king of the world of spirits.
Death is the king of terrors. but
Christ is the King OF Kings. And this
King of Kings proposes to chain the
king of terro"s 10 His chariot wheels,
to unlock every prison OF the tyrant's
victims, and to lead in triumph a
mighty procession OF redeemed souls
into the Capital of the Universe,
shouting. 0 death, where is thy sting!
o grave. where is thy victory!
Oesth-a Sleep.
How this changes the whole outlook
of life. How ii plucks the sting from
death and delivers them who through
fear of death were all their life time
subject to bondage" Christ called
the daughter of Jarius back from the
pale realms OF death, and yet before
He did so He assured the weeping par
ents that she was only sleeping. Not
lost not annihiated, not shipwrecked.
not blotted out OF existence, only
sleeping. And that means rest, and
dreamless repose, and recuperation,
and healing, and freedom from care
and worry end anxiety, and deliyerance
from pain-and glorious awakening
in the morning So the warrior lies
down on the battlefield and the
scholar among his books, and the toll.
er when his labor is done, ana all OF
us when the shades of evening fail, TO
awake with His likeness-in the morn
ing. For the King Of glory holds the
keys Of death and when the uay
dawns He viii swing the doors wide
open and every sleeping member OF
= His family, and subject of His king
dom win come forth at His word OF
command, with the dew Of youth for.
ever on their brows. We fall, but we
rise again. We sleep. but We shall
awake when the night is gone.
Beauty Sleep.
In human speech the first sleep OF
the night is called the beauty sleep
for It is supposed that the mystic fin
gers of Morpheus smooth out the
wrinkles, and erase the furrows OF
care during the first hours Of repose
But the true beauty sleep is the sleep
which men miename death. Bathed in
that deep and quiet slumber the EUR
rows which have been subsoiled by
the ploughshare Of sorrow viii be
eliminated, the scars OF many hard
: fought battlefield will be smoOthed
out and the mutiletions of the body
r a