The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1879-02-26

Ahe iOiloWlng sublime AID thrili-
ing description Of the Lost Soulr
is taken from the late Dr.. W. f.
Munsey's sermon on Eternal pua.
ishment."
Now suppose there is no bell.
Suppose the soul is no special or
particular place Of misery, bat sim
ply lOst-aung by the power OF God
beyond creations boundaries into
Unreasonable wastes of night. where
no world ever rolled 10 sight. no ray
of light ever penciled an image. no
word or sound ever wandered. and
over whose expanse no angel ever
few. see i. trayersing The darkness,
and threading the inky abysms 10
search of worlds, in search OF heaven
10 search of something where there
is nothing visible. tangible or pom
derable--in search Of something be-
sides itself.
World smiles TO world, aud star
shines to star, as they speed with
tightening wing along here etherea al
! tracks; and the cratic comet ilself
must needs shine for company. as
it blazes in It's eccentric. flight
through the illumitable ether, plying
like the weaver's shuttle from apsis
to apsis-from point TO poiut-cross.
Ing and devastating orbits, ecliptics
and lines, aud weaving its fiery hair
into the plexus Of universal being.
Saints commune with saints, an
gels with angels. and they all CON-
mune with God but this soul, sym-
pathetic and social in the very con-
strucIion Of its being. its state
changed and not its constitut ional
nature, is eternally Isolated from
everything like itself, and plunged
into an ocean Of darkness intern.
Unable to its tagging VIM. where no
sight or sound will ever greet It's
aching sense, and doomed to wan.
der in the painless void while cycles
roll and ages 60 grinding on. See
1t careering in its bewildered flight
1t has crossed its track a thousand
times, and re.erossed it. 1t is lost
lost beyond the power Of finding
It knows it is. II feels it, but still
it dies, now advancing, now regress
ing. 1t turns, aud turns again, and
10! a blush Of dusky light-a stu
pendous arch OF massive bend, and
a temple grand in its darkness, will
dusky gates and dingy towers, greet,
its vision. 1t fain would scale the
loftiest turret-it scars. It hovers
but oh, horror Of horrors temple
gates aAd towers melt away into
darker gloom, aud it is left in awfu
loneliness hanging in agony, but .
speck of quivering terror In unten,
anted and unillaminated space
Shall IL ascend, descend, or move
off on a level? There are no ups
or downs, or recumbent planes where
there is nothing. Ifups and downs
and planes there are, it may soar
up-up - forever, or dip down -
observation-disclosures, or rush on
On-on-forever lit is still, and
through all eternity lost soul
See Observation-Disclosures.
1t goes that way; lost lost lost
lost! 1t comes this way. shrieking
lost lost lost till our hearts stand
still with horror. Scream on, aud
| fly on, cursed and ruined spirit; no
battlemented walls of towering jas
per will ever meet thy gaze, or
furnish a resting place for thy weary
pinion. Fly on, lost soul, forever,
no angel of mercy will ever cross
thy solitary way, or overtake thee
in thy wanderiDgs. Lost spirit !
blsckened with the curse ofthy God,
fly on, and repent in despairing cry
the chorus Of thine own horrible
death-march, lost. lost, where no
echoes will ever mock thy misery.
Immortal soul! lost in boundless,
bottomless, infinite darkness, fly on,
thou shall never find company till
the ghost OF eternity will greet you
over the grave of God, and thou
shalt never end rest till thou art able |
to fold thy wings on the gravestone !
Of thy maker.
Aud the Judge will say to the an
gels: Bind him hand and foot and
take him away and cast him into
outer darkness; there shall be weep
ng and CRASHING Of teeth" Mat.
,hew xxi, l3.)