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The Advent Herald, and Signs of the Times Reporter [Himes], vol. 7

Logic—The species of logic which is unusually put forth to disprove the nearness of the Advent, is sad evidence, that however the heart may be affected, the head has very little to do with such reasonings. There is so little of “Scripture or reason” in the defence of the Anti-Adventists, that it is seldom we find an argument to comment upon. We have however found the following; and on which its author is doubtless willing to rest, or he would not have presented it.

“This business of finding out when the world is coming to an end, is likely to prove an unprofitable one People would be much better employed in mending their own ways, and doing good to others, than by striving to find out the precise time of an event which, it is plain from the contradictory conclusions at which men have arrived, God has no where revealed in the Bible.”—Chris. Sec.

Now if this argument is a good one, it follows that no truth can be revealed in the Bible, respecting which men entertain contradictory opinions. As there are no truths but what are thus contradicted, it would follow from the reasoning of this editor, that the Bible is a fable. Why will men advance, arguments contrary to “Scripture and reason,” which a moment’s reflection would show to be fallacious?

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Extract from a Letter

About fourteen months since, a friend put into my hand the “Signs of the Times.” This I read with a careful and prayerful attention, and I learned from God’s word, that this world’s History is portrayed in that sacred volume, and that as certain as God sits upon his throne in heaven, when those 2300 years expire, a voice out of the temple in heaven will be heard saying, It is done; the mystery of God is finished. In that hour, all earthly monarchs will loose their crowns; their thrones will be cast down, at the majestic appearance of him whose everlasting kingdom is to be set up. The gold, the silver, the brass, the iron and clay will melt away like wax before the sun. Oh happy hour! then will be heard the universal shout! the voice of the archangel, and the trump of God. Then will the parting cloud reveal to us our friend, our elder brother, our captain, our spiritual Joshua, our prophet, priest and King, coming with all the pomp and majesty of a God, with a retinue of angels, in flaming fire, speaking with a voice that will be as a voice of many thunders, as the voice of many waters; a voice that the dead will hear and obey, and who will come forth. He will come and not keep silence; a fire shall devour before him, and it shall be very tempestuous around about him. Oh! Behold him coming, not as a babe in Bethlehem, not as a man of sorrows, not as a condemned criminal at Pilot’s bar, not as one sold for 30 pieces of silver, the price of a pagan slave, or as one rendered below Barrabus, a seditious murderer; No, but as one before whom every knee shall bow, and every tongue confess him to be Christ to the glory of God the Father. Oh! joyful hour in which this mortal body is to be changed, and in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, fashioned like unto the glorified body of him who is the brightness of the Father’s glory, and the express image of his person.

J. Ricketts.
Webster, Ms. Feb. 25th, 1844.

Letter from Michigan

Messrs Editors;—In taking up your paper of Jan. 24th, my eye rested on the following passage. “Brother O. Eastman has gone to the ‘GREAT WEST’ to labor in the vicinity of ROCHESTER.” Now although it is true that Rochester and western New York are west of Boston, and help to make up the immense regions of country this side of you, yet it sounds strangely to persons brought up in Michigan, Indiana, Illinois, Wisconsin, etc., to hear Rochester called as belonging to the great West, and even here, people who have come from beyond Rochester, hardly dare to think they have found the west, much less the “GREAT WEST.” But let it be known to ministers of the gospel who are desirous of sounding the Midnight Cry in the “Great West,” that there are villages and cities scattered over the states of Michigan, Indiana, Illinois a greater part of Ohio also, Iowa and Wisconsin Territories, where the people are willing to hear, and to whom great good might be done, were some of those able, talented and efficient ministers in the east to come among them. I know the time is short, and perhaps too short for any one to come to these regions; but I would suggest that these more peculiar western states have been peopled within a few years by what may be called the cream of the whole world, in respect of enterprise, intelligence, and what the world calls worth; that as a consequence, we have represented all the classes of society to be met with else where, though in a far less organized state; and that a man, to attract much attention, must be one who can acquit himself handsomely in the East, or who has a name there, and that these states have not to any extent been visited by ministers who believe, look for, and love the coming of our Lord. An uneducated man may attract some attention in the back and smaller places, but there are numerous places; where by such little, can be affected. While feeling this to be the case, and reading of the numbers of ministers and lecturers who are striving to affect something in those eastern cities, to whom the Midnight Cry has been proclaimed, until they have become perfectly case hardened, I am led constantly to enquire, why do not the ministers with you come West? To be sure last spring, brother Fitch preached in Detroit; and four and a half years ago brother Miller travelled in this state; but except these there have been very few persons who have lectured in this state, who have possessed sufficient note to call out many of the people in the large places.

Were such individuals to come, in many of the large places, they could have crowded houses, and in many instances they might, I think, get access to the churches, when a small man cannot.

Would it not then be better if the ministers who lecture to those who have heard before, or in places where the people are too aristocratic to come out at all, should visit these western cities, and make it a point to hold protracted meetings in cases where it is practicable. As for myself I am but one individual, and I suppose the only individual in this whole state, who make it a whole and constant business to sound the Midnight Cry. Brethren Poor and Sargent crossed into Canada yesterday; they have been traveling in this state for the last six weeks, lecturing and scattering publications. I have been lecturing in the country and vicinity for the last 2 months, as I can get opportunity. Many have heard me joyfully, but “the wicked mock.” I frequently have crowded houses.

There are many in these regions who are looking for the glorious appearing of our Lord, and who, I trust, also love the appearing, who, though they cannot be brought to exercise faith in the doctrine of the coming of Christ this year, yet are very friendly, and are willing to take sides against the scoffings of the wicked; and there are a few generally where I go, who seem to believe with their whole hearts that Christ will come this year. For my own part I think it cannot but be so; and I say, even so, come Lord Jesus, come quickly.

Michigan, Feb. 3rd, 1844. Henry Hudson.

Letter from Brother J. Lenfest

Dear Brother Himes:—I know of no reason why we should give up our hope, even supposing the time had run out, and we were really living in 1844, Jewish time. When coming in from sea, we often run out our reckoning some days before we make the land; but I never knew a ship’s crew to jump over board, because they did not make the land just as soon as they expected to; neither did I ever know a ship’s crew to put about and return to the port from whence they came; but they always keep on until they make the land. This is just what we must do: continue to look for that blessed hope and the glorious appearing of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. The nearer a ship gets to the land, the more danger there is. When a ship is out at sea, thousands of miles from land, they are in comparative safety; and the crew often times may be seen laying about deck, fast asleep in their night watch; and even the officers sometimes indulge, although it is against the rules of the ship. But when she draws near the coast, every man is required to be on the alert; every duty must be attended to with faithfulnes and fidelity; and the few days before making the land, are not unfrequently days of anxity and fatigue; and sometimes the crew are almost worn out with continued watching and labor. But by and by they gain the harbor; the ship is safely moored, and the weary crew are reposing safely in the bosom of their dear friends, and all their toils and hardships are forgotten. So it is with us; for some years past the churches have been sleeping; but now the word is given that we are rapidly approaching the heavenly coast, and every child of God is called upon to practice in his service. This is no time to sleep. Let not any one suppose that the victory is gained until we see our blessed Lord and Master coming in the clouds of heaven. There are rocks and shoals to the very gate of heaven, and the nearer we are to the heavenly port-the more active and vigilant we should be, lest after all our labor, we make shipwreck of our faith, and at last lose ourselves. There are some who complain that they do not make any head way in the good way; they seem too at the same time to associate with those that are filled with the spirit, and the sweet heavenly breeze is blowing around them, and the sails of their vessel are filled with the breeze; and yet they scarcely move. Now I will tell you what I think is the trouble; here is a ship bound across the Atlantic: her sails are all loosed; a smart breeze is filling them; the crew are all aboard, and the sails trimmed; but still she does not move. They look aloft and all around, and wonder what is the reason she does not move. You look astern, and there is the cause; they have a strong cable made fast to the wharf; and in order for the ship to go, this must be cleared. Well, some of them try to cast it off, but in vain; the rope has become entangled and all that they can do is to cut it. They do this, and the ship bears away on her course. This is the case with some of those that complain they do not get along in the good way so well as they desire. They have started, and are determined to go to heaven; the sails of their vessel are filled; and they wonder that they do not move. But perhaps if they would look closely at their hearts, they would find there is some cord that binds them down to earth. Now it makes but very little difference what this cord is made fast to, if it holds them. But we must forsake everything that serves to take our affections from God and heavenly things. May God help us to cut the last cord that binds us unduly here to earth.

The time has arrived when those that live religion, must make a sacrifice of every thing to God. This is no time to fold our arms in sleep; if we do, we shall, like Bunyan’s pilgrim, sleep the sleep of death. Our motto should be, eternal life! eternal life!! Neither is it a time to hold on to our money; If ever there was a time when Christians should be active, it is now. Standing as we do upon the last crumbling inch of time, and millions around us going on to destruction as fast as the wheels of time can carry them, shall we look on unconcerned? Shall we hold on to our money with an iron grasp when there is so much that we can do? Shall we not rather take some of this money and scatter light and truth throughout the length and breadth of the land; and make an mighty effort to wake the sleeping virgins? The Lord is coming to reckon with his servants! Oh let us so live that when he comes, we may hear the welcome applaudit, well done good and faithful servant, enter thou into the joy of thy Lord. Yours in hope.

James Lenfest.

“The Dark Day.”

Dear Brother Bliss:—I have been thinking of the strait to which the opposers of our blessed hope are driven, in order to evade the evidence of a coming Judgment; and the more I think upon it, the more grateful I trust I feel to God that I am not one of their number. If I err, let me err in receiving and proclaiming the Word of God as I find it, instead of being exposed to the dangers of the dark vale of mysticism. They believe, (being compelled so to do, in order to support their position,) that “for ever, even forever and ever,” denotes only 1000 years, or, at the longest, (in order to case their conscience a little,) 360,000: and, that the angel that stands upon the sea and upon the earth, with hand lifted up to heaven, who swears by Him that liveth forever and ever, that there shall be time no longer,” and, that “the mystery of God is finished,” and, that then, at the sounding of the “seventh trump,” (and consequently “the last,” and if “the last,” then, as Paul says, “the dead will be raised, and we shall become the kingdoms of our Lord, and of his Christ, and he will reign forever and ever; and the four and twenty elders will give him thanks that the nations

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