Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-02-17

those who serve Him that He sends His
only Son to intercede for and bless them,
and gives His eternal Spirit to dwell
with, guide and comfort them. His serv-
enables them. with delight and confidence,
to sing. I'm the Child of King
Ny father is rich in houses and lands.
OF rubies and diamonds. Of silver and gold.
chd Of kns % the esd Of King
In the honors bestowed He makes has
servants kings and priests unto himself
and DEGREES that they shall reign with
Him for ever and ever. His service no,
only brings honor. but also great profit
and pleasure. What He freely gives is
better than the merchandise of silver
and the gain thereof than fine gold. and
all His ways are ways of pleasantness
and all His paths are peace
On the other hand, to the question
Will you give your service to mammon
there are many reasons why your an
swer should be NO
In the service Of n1ammon there is
much to degrade and Misunderstanding
to elevate and ennoble. The chains which
bind you to the servitude Of the world
are all forged in the fires of selfish in
diligence" In the service Of the God of
this world the greatest honcrs ever con-
ferred are illusory and unsatisfying, and
the profits and pleasures Of its service
are Insignificant and valueless. The world
demands the utmost energy Of its serv-
ants. and in return the wages it pays is
death. The hopes it arouses all die; the
flowers of pleasure it offers all fade
away; the riches it promises all take
wings. In its wreaths of honor are in
terwoven the sharpest thorns. For all
its promises of pleasure come pain: for
all its pledges of life and joy come
death and DESPAIR The world is q hard
taskmaster. THE way of the trans
gressor is hard is written over the gate
way that opens into the qualification of
every appetite and desire for pleasure.
The flowers Of earth are very beautiful,
but they soon fade and wither away, so,
in like manner all the honors and pleas
ures Of the world perish and pass away
forever
1t is your privilege to engage in the
service Of that Master who gives to all
His faithful servants imperishable joys
and riches; or you can enter the service
of that master which can give only the
joys and riches that last for an hour.
One or the other you must serve.
Eye cannot serve God and mammon' -
Which shall it be?
In Gods word we are told that beyond
this life there are two abodes and it is
your privilege to decide which is to be
your destiny. The poet sings:
There is a land far away mid the stars, we're
Where they know not the sorrows Of time,
Where the pure waters wander through valleys
And life is a treasure sublime.
IT'S the land of our God, tits the home Of the
soul.
Where the ages Of splendor eternally roll,
Where the way-weary traveller reaches his goal
On the evergreen mountains of life.
There is a place SO respondent in
beauty that no pen nor tongue can tell
of its glories, and where "all the dwellers
are arrayed in Gods own immortal like
ness"
On the other hand. there is an abode
where the light of love does not enter,
where all is darkness, dread and fore
.boding. place from which even the joy
Of hope is excluded. AS tongue cannot
tell of the glories of the one, neither can
1t tell of the dread Of the other.
The one is the place Of light and life,
the other Of darkness and death. 1t must
be one or the other. You cannot make
bod in hal nd x-ot in, hoo