Weekly Delaware State journal and statesman., 1861-01-11
NO SECT IN HEAVEN.


Talking Of aects till late one eve,
OF the various doctrines the sainta believe
That night stood In troubled dream,
by the side Of darlsly flowing stream,
And aohurchinan" down to the rivercame:
When heard strange voice call his name,
y Good father, stopi when yon cross this tide,
You must leave your robes on the other siden
But the aged father did not mind,
Aud his long gown ioated out behind,
As down to the stream his way he took,
Lis pale hands clasping git-edged book.
I'm bound for Heaven, ard when Pm there.
shall want my book of Common Prayer;
And though put ona starry crown
should feel quite lost without my gown"
Then he fixed his eyes on the shining track.
But his gown was heavy, and held him back,
And the poor old father tried ia vain,
single step in the flood to gain.
saw him again on the other side,
But his silk gown doatsd on the tide;
anu no one asked in that hlssinl spot
Whether he belonged to the church, or not
Then IIis down to the river Quaker strayed,
His dress Of sober hue was made;
. MY ceat and hat must be- all Of gray,
cannot go any other Way
Then he buttoned his coat straight uD to HIS chin
And stadly solemnly, waded in,
And his hroad-brlmmed hat he pulled down tight
o'er his forehead, 80 co Id and white.
But strong wind carried away his hat;
And then, as he gazed on the farther shore
The coat slipped on, and was se0n no more.
Aa he entered heaven, his suit Of gray
Went quietly sailing-away-away,
And none Of the angels questioned him
About the width OF his beavers brlm
Next came DR.. Watts with bundle of Psalms
Tied nicely up in his aged arms,
And hymns as many, very wise thing.
Ihat tho people in heaven, Z" all roundr might sing.
But thought that he heaved an anxious sigh.
AH ne saw that the river ran broad and high,
And looked rather surprised by one,
The Psalms and Hymns In the wave went down.
And after him, with his MSS,
Came Wesley the pattern Of godlineHs,
But he cried, Dear mo- what shall dot
The water has soaked them through and through
And there on the river, far and wide,
Away they went down the swollen tide,
And the saint astonished passed through alone,
without his manuscripts, up to the throne.
Then grayely walking, two saints by name,
Down II the stream together came
But as they stopped at the rivers brink,
saw one saint from the other shrink.
"spri' kled or plunged, may ask you friend,
How you attained to life's great endf"
Thus with few drops on my brow
" But have been dipped, as you'll see me now.
And really think it will hardly do,
As I'm 'close communion, to cross with you;
You're bound, know, to the realms OF BLISS,
But you must go that way, and III go THAI
Then stralghtway plunging with all his might,
Away q the left-his friend at the right,
Apart they went from this world Of sin,
But at last together they entered in.
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A Presbyterian church went down;
Ofwomen they seemed an innumerable thTong,
But the mon could count as theypassed along
And concerning the road, they never could auree
The old or the FeW way, which It could be,
Nor ever a moment paused to think
That both would Iced to the rivers brink.
And sound Of murmuring long and loud
Came ever up from the moving crowd,
% You're in the old wny, and I'm in the now
That "a the false, and this is the true,"-
Or "Im In the old way, and you're in the new,
That Is the false, and this is the true"
But the brethren only seemed to speak,
Modest the sisters walked and meek,
And If ever one of them chanced to say
What troubles she met with on the way,
How she longed to pass TO tho other side,
Nor feared to cross over the swelling tide
A voice arose from the brethren then:
" Let no one speak but the sholy men;'
For have W not heard the words Of Paul
"Oh, let the women keep silence all I"
watched them long In my curious dream,
Till they stood by the borders Of the stream,
Then, just as l thought, the two ways met
But all the brethren were talking yet,
And would talk on, till the heaying tide
Carried them over, side by side;
Side by side, for the way was one,
The t0ilsome journey Of life wins done,
And all who IN Christ the Saviour died,
Game out alike on the other side.
No forms, or crosses, or books had they,
No gowns of silk, or suits OF gray,
No creedH to guide them, or MSS.
iFor all had put on chlrHta righteousness"