# The Lutheran Pioneer_St. Louis_1886_S26 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) "The Lutheran Pioneer. Save the Lost. We carry on our mission work among the colored people in church and school in order to save the lost from eternal ruin. Should not all our readers assist us in this noble work by their prayers and contributions? We will tell you a story which we recently read in one of our exchanges. There was once a boy in Liverpool, who went into the water to bathe, and he was car- ried out by the tide. Though he struggled long and hard, he was not able to swim against the ebbing tide, and he was taken far out to sea. That evening a gentleman, who was walking near the place where the little boy had gone into the water, found his clothes lying on the shore. He searched and made inquiries, but no tidings were to be heard of the poor little boy. He found a piece of paper in the pocket of the boy's coat, by which he discovered who it was to whom the clothes belonged. The kind man went with a sad and heavy heart to break the news to the parents. He said to the father, ‘‘I am very sorry to tell you that I found these clothes on the shore, and could not find the lad to whom they belonged; I almost fear he has been drowned.”’ The father could hardly speak for grief; the mother was wild with sorrow. They caused every inquiry to be made, but no account was to be had of their dear boy. ‘The house was sad; the little chil- dren missed their play-fellow; mourning was ordered; the mother spent her time crying, and the father's heart was heavy. He said little, but felt much. } But the boy was picked up by a boat belong- ing to a vessel bound for Dublin. He was al- most lost. ‘The sailors were all very kind to him, when he was taken into the vessel. One gave him a cap, another a jacket, another a pair of shoes, and so on. The lad was taken back in a vessel bound for Liverpool. As soon as he reached that city, he set off toward his father’s house. He * did not like to be seen in the strange cap and ; jacket and shoes which he had on, s0 he went * by the lanes where he would not meet those who knew him. At last he came to the hall door. Heknocked. When the servant opened it, and saw who it was, she screamed with joy, _ and said, ‘‘Here is Master Tom!’’ His father rushed out, and bursting into tears, embraced him. His mother fainted. ‘‘There was no more spirit in her.’’ What a happy evening they all, parents and children, spent! They did not want the mourning. The father could say with Jacob, “It is enough; my son is yet aliye.”” ut what do you think will be the rejoicing eayen, when those who were in danger of ig lost for ever, arrive safely on that happy 3? How will the angels rejoice, and the neayen be glad! You will not go the boy with the cap and clothes of ashamed, but in garments of sal- « 5 —] yes shore vation, white as snow, with crowns of glory that fade not away. But remember the great number of colored children, who have never heard a word about heaven, and who do not know that there is any Saviour for lost men. Suppose you had seen that Liverpool boy carried out to sea by the tide. How would you have pitied him! Then suppose you had seen the water full of children all drifting out beyond the reach of human help. How would your spirit have died within you! When you should have turned away, and gone home, how sad you would have felt! But many of the colored children are drifting—Can you tell whither? In order to save them from being lost eternally we gather them into our schools where they learn to know the Saviour of sin- ners and are Jed on the way of salvation. Can you stand by idle while we are carrying on this work? We earnestly call upon you to help us in this work of saving the lost. —qJo (For the ‘‘Lutheran Pioneer.’’) Why it was necessary that our Saviour should be both true God and true Man. In spiritual matters man has no free will. He cannot believe by his own reason that Jesus Christ is both true God and true man, for his understanding is darkened. (Ephes. 4, 18.) The holy angels even cannot pierce into this divine mystery. Yet it was necessary for our Saviour to be both true man and true God, that the human race might be rescued from death, hell, and the devil. We sinners were in need of such a redeemer who is God and man, since no mere man could bear our sin and ap- pease the wrath of God. For the Bible says: ‘None of them can by any means redeem his brother, nor give to God a ransom for him, for the redemption of their soul is precious, and it ceaseth for ever,’’ Ps. 49, 8—9. ‘Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul,’ Mark. 8, 87. Neither could a mere divine being save us. In order that we might be saved, it was necessary that somebody should suffer and die for us. But God is a Spirit and cannot die and suffer. Therefore it was necessary that our Saviour should be both true God and true man. It was necessary for Him to be a true man, that he might die and suffer for us sinners. But it was also required that Christ, our Sav- iour, should ’at the same time be true God, that he might overcome death, hell, and the devil and save us from eternal damnation. —s, ——+ +0 o> Demolishing the Bible. The Bible is a book which has been refuted, demolished, overthrown, and exploded, more times than any other book you ever heard of. Every little while somebody starts up and up- sets this book; and it is like upsetting a solid cube of granite. It is just as big one way as the other; and when you have upset it, it is right side up still. Every little while some- body blows up the Bible; but when it comes down it always lights on its feet, and runs faster than ever through the world. They over- threw the Bible a century ago, in Voltaire’s time—entirely demolished the whole thing. In less than a hundred years, said Voltaire, Christianity will have been swept from exist- ence, and will have passed into history. In- fidelity ran riot through France, red-handed and impious. A century has passed away. Voltaire has ‘‘passed into history,’’ and not very respectable history cither; but his old printing-press, it is said, has been used to print the Word of God; and the very house where he lived is packed with Bibles, a depot for the Geneva Bible Society. Thomas Paine demol- ished the Bible, and finished it off finally; but after he has crawled despairingly into a drunk- ard’s grave in 1809, the book took such a leap that since that time more than twenty times as many Bibles have been made and scattered through the world as ever were made before since the creation of man. Up to the year 1800, from four to six million copies of the Scriptures, in some thirty different languages, comprised all that had been produced, since the world began. Eighty years later, in 1880, the statistics of eighty different Bible societies which are now in existence with their un- numbered agencies and auxiliaries, report more than 165,000,000 Bibles, Testaments and por- tions of Scripture with two hundred and six new translations, distributed by Bible societies alone since 1804; to say nothing of the un- known millions of Bibles and Testaments which have been issued and circulated by private publishers throughout the world. For a book that has been exploded so many times it still shows signs of considerable life. I have heard of a man traveling around the country exploding this book, and showing up “the mistakes of Moses,” at about two hundred dollars a night. Itis easy work to abuse Moses at two hundred dollars a night, especially as Moses is dead and cannot talk back. It would be worth something after hearing the infidel on “the mistakes of Moses,’’ to hear Moses on ‘the mistakes of the infidel.’” When Moses could talk back, he was rather a difficult man to deal with. Pharaoh tried it, and met with poor success. Jannes and Jambres withstood Moses, and it is said found a grave in the Red Sea. Korah, Dathan, and Abiram tried-it, and went down into the deep. But now Moses is dead, and it is easy to abuse him. It does. not take a very brave beast to kick a dead lion. H, L. Hastings. eo Heart Service.—The service of God should be heart service. That of the lips is only an abomination. We are to ‘‘call upon our souls’’ —to rouse the whole nature in praising and glorifying our Creator and Saviour. He whose heart is full of thanksgiving is living near. heaven.