The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-09-07

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never again enter. She wrote these ver-
ses:
Jesus | my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee;
sm poor, dispised, forsaken,
Thou henceiorth my all shall be.
Cowper, discouraged until almost in-
sane, resolved to commit suicide. He
hired hack, driver to convey him to the
place where he proposed to take his owh
life. But the driver lost his way, and
Cowper thus having time to reflect,
abandoned his intention, and retiring
TO his home wrote the hymn:
God moves in mysterious way
His wonders to perform
lie plants his foot steps IN the sea
And rides upon the storm.
On the 9th of October, 1864, Gen.
Sherman and few officers stood on the
top of Kenesaw mountain Eighteen-
miles distant is the town of Altoona,
where is stationed small garrison Of
union men. The rebels are making an
attack upon that little company. As
Sherman stands on The summit of Kene-
saw lie can hear the faint reverberatiOn
of the cannon and see the smoke ascend
ing from the burning dwellings, He
signals to the garrison Hold the
fort for [ am coming" w. T. Serman.
Mr.. Bliss learning of this incident gave
us the song, "Hold the Fort"
5. Music is to be part of the wor-
ship in the abode of the blest, " And
they sung new song" 1t is vast
choir that engages in the song Aud
[ saw great multitude that DO man
could number" In the Alpine districts
of Switzerland this beautiful custom is
met with among pious herdmen. One
herdmeD, at sunset, on one of the noun
tain SUBMITS will take a trumpet and
will shout slowly through it, " Praise
the Lord A brother, miles away on
yonder summit, takes up the echo,
Praise the Lord" Then another and
another, until all over the district hill
shouts to hill, and peak echoes to peak
the sublime anthem of " Praise the
Lord" Behold type of heaven when-
from parapet to parapet and dome to
dome is echoed again aud again the
praises Of our Godi
What a moment will that be for us
when first that music falls upon our earl
A wealthy family of San Francisco fire.
quently took their deaf and dumb daugh.
ter to the theatre. One night noted
singer was rendering rich, beautiful
song The audience sat spell bound.
Suddenly the deaf and dumb child at
tered peculiar cry, her face beamed
! with joy, and, holding up her hands, she
spelled on her fingers, amid the greatest
excitement. I" Mother 1 hear" As the
song proceeded in its rich melody tho
tears stole down her cheeks, and her ex-
citement became so intense that it was
deemed best to take her home. She soon
died from the shock which her nervous
system that evening received. She died
F., for ioy when she for the first time heard
the music of the stage. Here we are
deaf and dumb to the music up yonder.
The mighty symphonies Of angels voices
roll on and on, but we hear them not.
But when, by and by, that rich melody
of all the redeemed of earth shall break
forth in one surging volume upon our
ears, and we shall cry amid rapture H.
tense, I hear, | hear," then our joy
will be beyond expressioul
6. BY sacred song, as well by sermon,
God is calling you to accept Christ as
your savior. One of England's ancient
kings was for years banished, so that
none of his former subjects knew where
be was. One of his old servants, who
loved him dearly, travelled from nation
to nation in search of the lost king.
The king and servant were both good
musicians, and many happy hours had
they passed in playing upon their harps
and singing The servant, disguised,
goes from prison to prison, and remain
ing on the outside plays and sings some
of the kings favorite songs. He knows
that if his master is in the prison he
will in some way respond to those
hymns. Hundreds were the prisons
thus visited, when one day just at sun
set he stopped beside an old Jail, and /,
resting his harp upon the around, he be.
gan to play and sing as usual. He had
just finished the first stanza when from
the dingy cells of the old prison there
came the sound of a voice clear and firm
singing the second stanza of the same
ture. The king has recognized that song
and responded to it, This subsequently
led to his release from prison. The
gospel comes to the soul imprisoned IN
sin and tenderly sings those sweet hymns
of invitation. Song after song has APP
pealed to you. And as we sing at tins u.
time " Come ye sinners poor and needy"
will not your hearts from the prison OF
sin respond to the sentiment of that
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