Two Decades - 1864 And 1884
T. DeWitt Talmage
I Chron., 2I: 27
" And the Lord commanded the angel; and he put up his sword again into the sheath thereof."
One day in Davidic times the people looked tip and saw against the sky something which made the blood curdle and the cheek blanch and the breath stop - an angel of overtowering stature, and armed with a sword long and bright as summer lightning when it cleaves the sky from zenith to horizon. The broad blade with curved edge pointed toward doomed Jeru- salem. The sheath hung dangling at the side of the great supernatural being, the sheath, of course, of such vast proportion as to have held the sword be- fore it was brandished. As long as that uncovered sword was pointed toward Jerusalem havoc and mas- sacre and bloodshed went on; but after a while, in answer to the prayers of the people and the sacrifices on the threshing-floor of Ornan, the angel drew back the sword with the right hand, and seizing the sheath with the left he inserted the sharp point into the mouth of the scabbard, and flung the sword down deep, until the haft of it struck the rim of the scab- bard with resound that made the mountains about Jerusalem tremble. Then the havoc stopped, and the wounds healed, and the former glories of the city were eclipsed by the splendors subsequent. Hear you not the clang of sabre and scabbard as they come together in the words of my text? " And the Lord commanded the angel; and He put up His sword again into the sheath thereof."
Soldiers of the Grand Army of the Republic! And soldiers who fought on the other side! All one now in kindly brotherhood, whether you wore the color that suggested the gray of the morning sky or the blue of the full noon! And let no man who, by word or deed, tries to open the old wounds, ever offer, either in this world or the next, to take my hand! Hear me while I draw out the contrast between the time when the angel of war stood in the American sky, pointing his long, keen ...
T. DeWitt Talmage
I Chron., 2I: 27
" And the Lord commanded the angel; and he put up his sword again into the sheath thereof."
One day in Davidic times the people looked tip and saw against the sky something which made the blood curdle and the cheek blanch and the breath stop - an angel of overtowering stature, and armed with a sword long and bright as summer lightning when it cleaves the sky from zenith to horizon. The broad blade with curved edge pointed toward doomed Jeru- salem. The sheath hung dangling at the side of the great supernatural being, the sheath, of course, of such vast proportion as to have held the sword be- fore it was brandished. As long as that uncovered sword was pointed toward Jerusalem havoc and mas- sacre and bloodshed went on; but after a while, in answer to the prayers of the people and the sacrifices on the threshing-floor of Ornan, the angel drew back the sword with the right hand, and seizing the sheath with the left he inserted the sharp point into the mouth of the scabbard, and flung the sword down deep, until the haft of it struck the rim of the scab- bard with resound that made the mountains about Jerusalem tremble. Then the havoc stopped, and the wounds healed, and the former glories of the city were eclipsed by the splendors subsequent. Hear you not the clang of sabre and scabbard as they come together in the words of my text? " And the Lord commanded the angel; and He put up His sword again into the sheath thereof."
Soldiers of the Grand Army of the Republic! And soldiers who fought on the other side! All one now in kindly brotherhood, whether you wore the color that suggested the gray of the morning sky or the blue of the full noon! And let no man who, by word or deed, tries to open the old wounds, ever offer, either in this world or the next, to take my hand! Hear me while I draw out the contrast between the time when the angel of war stood in the American sky, pointing his long, keen ...
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