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HomeMy WebLinkAboutExeter Advocate, 1900-4-5, Page 3777-777,- eetteete POWER OF rfliE The Gospel Song the Theme Of Rev. Dr. Tatillage. CHRIST THE EVERLASTING SONG The Talented.. PrOaCilOr .11109VS 00tV1114.1 Brings Joy, Pease, Harmony and Melody Into Every Life That Ile Washington, April 1. In this discourse Dr. Talmage shows how Christ brings ham:Sony and melody into every lifethat be enters; text; Psalm cxviii, 14, "The Lord is my strength and song." The most fascinating theme for a heart properly' attuned is the Say- -Ram There is ,something in. ihC morning light to suggest him - and something in the evening shadow to speakhis praise. The flower breathes him, the stars shine him, the cascade proclaims him, all • the voices of nature, chant him'. : • What- ever is grand; bright and beautiful if you only listen to, it will Speak his praise, So when in the summer time I pluck 'a flower I think of him who is "the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of the Valley." Whea I see in the -fields a lamb, I say, ''Behold the, Lamb of God that taketh away the sin of the world." Over, the old fashioned pulpits, there was a sounding board.. The 'vOice of the minister rose to the sounding ,board and then was struck back again Upon the ears of the peo- ple. And so the 10000 voices of earth rising Up find the heavens a 'sounding board which strikes back to the ear of all nations the praises of Christ. , The heavens tell his glory, and the earth shows his handiwork. The Bible thrills -with oae great story of redemption. '13 pon a• blast- ed and faded paradise it poured a light ot . glorious restoration. It looked upon Abraham from the ram caught in the thicket. It spoke in the bleating of the herds ,driven down to Jerusalem for sacrifice. It put, infinite pe,thos into the speech of un- couth fishermen. It lifted Paul into the third heaven, and it broke upon the, ear of St, Sohn with the brazen' trumpets and the doxology of the el- ders and the rushing wings 2 of the seraphim. . Instead af waiting until you get • sick and worn out be0re you sing tbe praise of Christ, 'while your heart is happiest ,and your step is lightest and your fortunes smile and your pathway blossoms and the overarch- ing heavens drop upon you their ben- ediction, speak the praises of Iesas. The -old Greek orators, when they saw their audiences inattentive and slumbering, had one word with which they would rouse them up to the greatest enthusiasm. In the midst of 'their orations • they would . stop and' cry out "Marathon!" ,and the people's' enthusiasm would be un- bounded. My hearers, though you ..may have been borne down with sin, and thang,h,trouble and trials and temptation may have come upon you, and you feel to -day hardly like look- ing up, methinks there is one grand, royal, imperial word that ought to rouse your soul to infinite rejoicing, and ,,that 'word is "Jesus Taking the suggestion of the 'text, I shall speak- to you of Christ, our Song. I remark, in the first place, that Christ ought to be the cradle song. What our mothers .sang to us when they put us 50 sleep is singing yet.' We may have forgotten the words; but they went into the fiber of, our ,soul and will forever .1)5 a part of it. It is not so much what •you formally teach your children as what ,you sing to them. A hymn has wings and can fly everywhither. One hundred and fifty years 'after you are dead .and "Olti Mortality" has worn out his chisel secuttiog your name on the tombstone your , great grandchildren will be , singing the ,song which last night' you sang to your, little ones gathered about your knee. There is a: place in Switzerland where, if you distinctly utter your voice, therecome hack ten or, 15 distinct echoes, and every Christian song sung by ,a mother in the, ear of her child shall have 10,- 000 echoes coming,badic from all' the gates of heaven. 'Oh, , if mothers only knew the power -of this sacred spell., how much oftener the little ones would be gathered, and all our homes would chime with the songs 01 Jesus! • We want some counteracting influ- ence 'upon our children. The very moment your child steps into the street be steps • in to the path ,of tens. ptation. Thera are • foul mouthed children who would- like to besoll your little ones. It will not do to keep- your boys and girls ,n the house and make - them house plants., They must have .freshair and recreation. God gave your children from . the scathing, blasting, damning influence of the street! I know of no coun- teracting influence but the power of Christian culture and example. IHolcl before your little .ones the pure life of Jesus'. Let that name, bo the word that shall exercise evil, from their hearts. Give to your instruc- tion all the fascinations of music morning, noon and might. Tiet it be Jesus, the cradle song. This is im- portant if your children grow up, but "perhaps they may not. Their pathway may 1)0 short. jesus may he wanting that 'child. Then there will be a soundless Step in the dwel- Hog', and the- youthful pulse will be- gin to Slitter, and little hands will lifted1)0 for help. Y o u cannot: help. se And a great agony will pinch " at your huart, and the cradle will he empty, and the nursery will be emp- ty, and the world be empty, and your Sbul be empty. No Ittle feet standing on 'the stairs. • No toys scattered on the carpet. No quick follbsving from room to /100111. No et:ethos: and WOnderins questions. NO upturned 'Attie 'With ,laiighing blue :eyecome for a,. kiss, but Only a grave and a wreath of white blos- . 80,171S 011 1;110 'I'M]) of it arid hitter des- olation arid sighing at night6ill with no one to put, to bed. lite , I „ lamb Hafely anyhow, whether you have been faithful or unfaithful, het would it not have been pleasanter if you could have heard froM iljoSe the praiees of Christ? I never read anything' more beautiful than this about a child's departure. The ac- count said, "She folded her hands, kissed her mother goodbye sang her hymn, tertied her face to the wall, said her little prayer and then died." 01, is 1 could gather up in one paragraph the last 'words of the.lit- tle ones who have gone out from all these CM:1st:Ian circles, arid I could piettire the calm looks and the folded hands and Meet departure, methinks, it would be graucl and beautiful as one, of heaven's great dox.ologies! ,Iti my parish in Philadelphia a little child was departing, She had been sick all her days and a cripple. It was noonday when. she went, and, as the shadow of death gathered on her eyelid she thought it was evening and time to go to bed, and so she said, "Good night, papa! (.1 ood night, mamma!" And then she was gone! It was "good night" to pain and "good night" to tears and "good night" to death and "good night" to 'earth, but it was "good morning" to Jesus—it was "good morning" to heaven. I can think of no cradle song more beautiful than Testis. ' next speak of Christ as the old man's song, Quick music loses its charnt for the aged ear. The school- girl asks' for a schottish or a glee, but her grandinothes asks for "Baler - ma"' or the "l'ortuguese Hymn." I'ifty years. of trouble have tamed the spirit, and the keys of the music board must have a solemn tread. Though the VO1C0 may be •tremulous, so that ,grandfather will not trust it in church, still he has the psalm book open before him, and he sings with his soul. He hums his grand- child asleep with the same tune he sang 40, years ago in the old coun- try meeting house. Some day the choir sings a tune so old that the young people de not know it, but It starts the tears down the cheek of the aged 'man, for it reminds him of the revival scene in which he partici- pated and of the radiant faces that long since went Lo dust and of the gray-haired minister leaning over the pulpit and sounditsg the good tidings of great joy. • was one Thanksgiving clay in any pulpit in Syracuse, and Rev. Daniel Waldo, at OS years of age, stood be- side nie. The choir sang a tune. said, "I am sorry they sang that new tune; nobody seenss to know it." "Bless you, my son," said tne old man, "1 heard that 70 years ago." _There was a song to -day that touched the life of the aged with holy fire and kindled a glory on their vision that your younger 'eyesight cannot see. It was the song of sal- vation—Jesus, who fed them all their lives 1 on g; Jesus, who , wiped away 'their tears; .Jesus, who stood by them when all else failed; Testis, in whose name their marriage was consecrated and whose resurrection has poured listht upon the graves of 'their de- parted. '"Do you know me?" said the wife to her aged husband who was dying, his mind already having gone out. Ole said,' "No." And the son said, "Father, do you know 1Y1e?" He said, '`No." The daugh- ter said, "Father, do you know me?" He said, "No." rile minister of the 'gospel standing by said, "Do you know Jesus?" "Oh, yes," he said, "I know him, 'chief among 10,000, the one altogether lovely!' " Blessed the Bible in which spectacled old age reads the promise, "1 will never leave you, never forsake y,ou!" Blessed the stall on which the wornout pil- grim totters on toward the welcome of his 'Redeemer! speak to you again of .Tesus as the night song. job speaks of him who giveth songs in the night. John Welch, the old Scotch minister, used to put a plaid across his bed on cold nights, and sotne one asked him why he put that there. Be said, "Oh, sometimes in the night I want to, sing the Praise of Jesus and to get down and pray. Then I take that plaid and wrap it around me 'to keep myself from the cold." Sotigs in the night! Night of trouble has, come down upon many of you. Com- mercial losses nut out one star, slan- derous abuse puts out another star, domestic bereavement has put out 1,000 lights, and gloom has been add- ed to glooin and chill to chill and sting to sting, and one midnight has seemed to borrow the fold from an- other midnight to wrap itself in more unbearable darkness, but Christ has spoken peace to your heart, and you sing: , Jesus, lover of my soul, Let mc to thy bosom fly, While the billow's neer me roii, While the tempest silIl is high.' Hide ine, 0 my Saviour! Elide TM the storni 'of life is past, Safe into the haven guide; Oh, receive my soul at last. *Songs in the 'night,l Songs in the night! For the sick, who have no one to turn the hot pillow, no one to put the taper on the stand,' no one to put ice on the terteples or pont, out the. soothing ,anodyne or utter one cheerful word.Yet stings in the night! For the oder, ,who freeze in the winter's cold and swelter in the summer's heat .and munch the, hard crusts that bleed the sore gums and shiver under blankets that cannot any longer be patched and tremble be- cause rent day is come and they ma3r be set out on the sidewalk and look- ing tato the starved face of the child and seeing famine 'there eed death there, coming home from the bakery and saying in the presehce of the little famished one, ''Oh, my God, flour has gone Op!" Yet songs in the nigtal Songs in the night! Per the widow who goes to get the back pay of her husband, slain by the sharpshooters, and IcTIOWS 11 is the last help she will have, moving out of a comfortable home in desolation, death turning,•back from the exhaust- ing cough and the pale eheek mid the lusterless eye and refuSing re- lief. Yet, song's in 1,110 !light! Song's in the night! Vor the soldier in the field hospital,' no surgeon to hint' lip the gunshot fraeture, no water for the 'hot lips, no Itind linnd to brush away the flies from the fre,sh wound, no one to take the loving farewell, the grotthihg of others poured into others plowing up 1115 own spirit; the cOridensed bitterness ,of dyleg away from home awatas stranger.. et songs in the night! Songs in the night! "Ah," said one dying sol- dier, mo titer that last night there seats not one cloud be- tween lily soul autl ,Jesus" Soags in the night! Songs in the night! say ofics 11101e Christ is the eveit. lasting song. The very best singers sometimes get tired, the strongest, throats sometimes get tvearY, and many who sang very sweetly 40 eot sing 11011', out I hope by the grace of God iwe will after aultile -go up and sing the praises of Clisist where We never be weary. Veti know there are some songs that are ,espee- haty appropriate for the, home cis- cle. They stir the soul, they start the tears-, they turn the heart in oa itself and keep sounding after the, tune has stopped, like some cathe- dral bell which, long after the tap of the brazen tongue has ceased, keeps throbbing on the air. Well, it Ns ill be a home song ha heaven,' all the sweeter because those Who sang with us in. the, dotuestic circle on earth shall join_ that great harmony., • Jerusalem, my lumpy home, Nellie ever deer to 01e; When slia] my laborhave an end ln joy and peace in thee'? , On earth we sang 'harvest songs. 0 the wheat came ilito the barn an the barracks were filled.. You knot, these is no 'such time on a farm a when they 'get the crops in, and s in heaven it, will be a harvest sons ori the part of those who on east sowed, in tears and reapect in jos 'Lift up your heads, ye everlastin gates, 'and 'let the sheaves come in Angels shout all through the heavens and multitudes, come' down the .hill . crying: "Harvest home! Harves home!" • , • There is nothing no* bewitchin to one's ear than the song of sail ors far out at sea, whether in da or night, as they pull away, at th ropes—not much sense often in th words they, utter, but *the music i thrilling. -. So the song in ,heave will be a sailor's song. 'They 0.01 voyagers once and thought ,the could never get to shore, and befor they could get th ings snug and brit the cyclone struck them. But floe they are safe. 0100 they went v, damaged rigging, . guns. of distees b lultllng thrmigh the storm. but to pilot came aboard, and he brough them into the harbor. Now the:, sing; of the breakers past, the light house's that 5110)0011 them where tr sail, the pilot that took thee through, the straits, the eteriut shore on which they. landed. Aye, it will be the children's song You know' very, well that the vas majority of our race die in infaney arid it is estimated' that, sixteen thou sand millions of the, little ones ale standing before God. When the', shall rise up about' the throne ' to sing, the millions and the millions 0. the little ones—ah, that, will be mu sic for you! These played in •th streets of Babylon and Thebes; thes plucked lilies from the foot of Olive while Christ was preach i rig all mit them; these waded in •Siloam; these were Victims of :Resod's masgacre these were thrown to crocodiles oz into the fire; these came up from Christian homes, 0.04 these Were,foun dlings on the city, commons—children everywhere in all that land, children in the towers, children on the seas of glass, , children o11 the battle- ments. Ah, 11 .You do not like chil- dren, do not go there! They are in' vest majority. And what 0 song when they lift it around about the throne! The Christian singers aad composers of, all ages ,will be there to join 311 that song. Thomas Hastings will he there. Lowell 11Taso11 will be there. Beethoven and Mozart will be there. ,Thes who sounded tee cymbals end the trumpets in the ancient temples will be there. Tho 40,0,00' harpers that stood at the ancient dedication will be there. , The 200 singers. that assisted on that day will be there, Patriarchs who lived amid thrashing noors, shepherds who watched amid Chaldean hills, prophets who' walk- ed, with long beards and coarse ap- parel, pronouncing woe against an- cient abomination, • •will, meet the niore recent martyrs who went, up with leaping cohorts of fire; and some will 'speak of the Jesus of whom they prophesied, and others of the Jesus for whom they died.Oh, what a song! It came, to ,John upon Patmos,. it came to, Calvin in the prison, it dropped to Ridley 'in the fire, and sometimes that , song has come to your ear, perhaps, for I really do think it sometimes breaks over, the battlements of heaven. A Chrlstain woman, the ndfe of a minister, was dying in 'the par- sonage neer the old church, where ,on . Saturday night the choir used to as- semble and'rehearse. for the following Sabbath, and she said: "How' strange- ly sweet the choir rehearses to -night. ,They have been rehearsing there for an hour." "No," said sorhe one about her, "the choir is not rehears- ing to -night." "Yes," she said, "I know they are. I hear them singing. How a",ery sweetly they sing!'' Now, It was not a choir ofearth that she heard, but the choir Of heaven. ,think thet Jesus sometimes sets ajar the door of heaven, and a passage of that rapture greets our ears, The minstrels of heaven strike such a tremendous strain the -walls of jasper cannot hold it. • I was reading of the battle of Agin- court, in which Blenry V. figured, and It is said after the battle was won, gloriously won, the king wanted ,to acknowledge the divine interposi Hen , and he ordered the chaplain 'to rend the Psalm of David, and when Se C151110 to 'the words "Not tintO us 0 Ler& but to thy name be the, pratSe," the king dismounted) and all the cav- telinit dismounted, and ell the . ,grea 1 'host, officers and' Men, threw thein - Selves on their fetes. 011, at the story of the Saviour's love and the ',Saviour's deliVerance Shall we not prostrate oursolveS before hini to -clay, hosts of earth and hosts of heaven, failing linen Mir faees and crying, Mot 'unto ns, net unto us; but unto thy name be the glory!'"Until the eey break and the shadows flee away turn our beloved and be =thou, like a roe or a young hart upon the mettnt- heavenly 8lienhercl will lake that, his °We grottn, the blasphemy . ai tis of '13ether," a 1 64. anaaa9 re 6 og,"3iitg4-CU e7;- (‘tt 1- t MPROVED HORT 11; et Seed THE SECRET FOR SUCCE" 18 in using the best seeds at all times, because you secure more tons per acre in the yield of roots. 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