The daily Gate City and constitution-Democrat. (Keokuk, Iowa) 1916-1922, 1916-04-10

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Great Moment of Campaign.
II feel the greatest burden of the
entire campaign right now" the re-
vivalist said. Il know as well as
know that 1 am standing here that it
is now or never with many Of you.
You will come to Christ tonight or
you will never come You are going
straight from this service to hell. |
have got to give you, now, the sad
dest words in the Bible. They are
these: The harvest is passed, the
summer is ended, and your souls are
not saved
But l have done my best he add
ed quietly. The crowd was still as
death. Il have laid every drop OF
energy and brain that God has given
me on the altar. / have done for
you my friends, all that 1 could do.
And / believe that on the judgment
day, when the dead, small and great,
stand before the great white throne,
that l can point to you and say / did
my best"
ScoviIle closed his seromn with q
dramatic appeal to sinners to confess
the Christ In the last meeting. This
Is the last time this side the judg-
ment that you will have the chance
to step out for God in this old shed"
he cried Jesus wants to save you IL
you'll let Him.
-At the Judgment / will cry to you,
gave you the best had 1 tired to
save you but you wouldn't permit me-
Jesus Christ will point to the blood
stained Cross OF Calvary and cry.
there is where I died for you and
tried to save you, but you would not.
God will point to Jesus and say.
there gave My Son, for you-but
You wouldn't hear Him"
'Tn less than thirty-ffve minutes
the last invitation will have ended"
he continued, and the singers began
leafing their song books to the fnvi-
tation hymn. "Oh friends!' he said
earnestly, almost desperately, it SEEM
ed, "if miss everything else In this
world, don't let me miss the glory
trail! Your name may not be in
Bradstreet and Dun's but be sure it
is written tonight in the Lambs book
of Life,"
Subject of Sermon.
Tho subject Of my sermon is The
Books opened and the Doors Shut
he shouted once. And when God
shuts the door old Dad Russell can't
open It: Mother Eddy can't open it;
old Dad Dowte or Brigham Young
can't open it. All the new fad relig-
ions this side of heaven or over he'll
can't open it-remember that!"
Once the evangelist took the
crutches Of a crippled man sitting
near the platform. He placed them
In position under hts arms. Here ts
a man who has lost leg and finger,
sitting down here" he shouted. He
has been faithful at all of these serv-
ices. Today he made a pledge In the
thank offering. I don't know how
much I don't care. know he has
been faithful Have you-you who
are big and strong and healthy-been
as faithful to the cause Of the
Christi"
The Billy Sunday quartette sang a
song entitled Just Outside the Door"
preceding the sermon, which was re-
cetTed enthusiastically. Mrs. SEQ
vile sang her last solo, THE Books
Opened and the Door Shut"
The crowd sat quietly as she sang:
You are writing your own book OF
life,
Day by day record foul or fair;
When at last your work is done,
You must face the judgment throne
And the books will all be opened
over there"
AS she resumed her seat the
crowd broke into prolonged applause.
Each member Of the company was
applauded az he entered the taber-
nacle at the beginning of the service
and each acknowledged his reception
with a nod and smile.
ScoviHe Extends Thanks.
Scoville thanked everyone who has
had anything to do with helping make
his campaign success. He thanked
them before beginning his sermon.
Then ne asked the crowd to give the
pastors the chautauqua salute and for
a moment five thousand white kerr
chiefs flecked the atmosphere like so
many snowflakes swirling in the
grasp of a December wind
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