Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1881-07-04

TO the eyes ana the grave breaks open
under the thin sole OF her 3hoe-oh! il
is long monotone.
"The hill OF Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
"Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marchiug through Emmsnuel's ground
To farer worlds on high
Now want to impress
The Fact That Religion is Sweetness
and perfume, and spikenard, and SAT.
from, and cinnamon, and cassis, and
frankircense, and all sweet spices to-
gether. "Oh," you say, 81 have not
looked at it as such. thought it was a
nuisance: it had for me a repu!sion; |
held my breath as though it were NAL
odor; | have been appalled, at its ad-
vance; | have said, "if have any rel-
gion at all, want to have just as little
OF it as is possible to get through with"
Oh, what mistake you have made, my
brother. The religion OF Christ is
present and everlasting redolence. Ii
counteracts all trouble. Just put it on
the stand beside the pillow OF sickness.
1t catches in the curtains and perfumes
the sitting air. II sweetens the cup OF
bitter medicine, and throws glow on
the gloom of the turned lattice. Ii isa
balm for the aching side and soft
| bandage for the temple stung with pain.
| 1t lifted Samuel Rutherford into rev.
clry OF spiritual delight, while he was
in physical agonies. 1t helped Richard
Baxter, until, in the midst OF such
complication OF diseases As perhaps no
| other man ever suffered, he wrote The
Saints Everlasting Rest" And it
Poured Light Upon John Bunysn's Dun
geon
the light OF the shining gate Of the
shining city. And it is good for rheu
matism and for neuralgia and for low
spirits and for consumption; il Is 10
catholican for all disorders. Yes, it w,Il
heal all your sorrows. Why dill va
look so sad this morning? Alas, i"r iae
| loneliness and the heart break. and ii'e
load that is never lifted from yonr -nmt.
S)me OF you 90 about feeling llir a. NJ.
! cauley did when he wrote: "li hat A.
| other month of such days ia have hrcn
| spending would be impatient 1" ~
down into my little, narrow CRIB ~ Tie
ground, like weary factory child
And there have been times in your life
when YOU wished You Could get out OF
this lie YOU have said: "Oh, how sweet
to my lips would be the dust Of the val
ley" and wished you could pull over
you in your last slumber
The Coverlet OF Green Grass and Daisies.
You have said: "Oh, how be& tiiully
quiet il must be . in the tomb, | wish
was there" see all around about me
widpwhOod AMI orphanage and child
lessness; sadness, disappointment, per-
plexity. If could ask all those To rise
who have felt no sorrow and been bui.
feted by no appointment-if ! could
ask all such to rise, how many would
rise? Not one.
Dear Lord, is there no appeasameni
for all this sorrow that see about me-
Yes, the thought Of resurrection and rr-
union lar beyond th is scene Of struggle
snd tears. "rhey shall hunger no more,
neither thirst any more, neither shall
the sun light on them nor any heat; lor
the Lamb which is in the midst oi the
thorne shall lead them to living ioun-
tains of water, and God shall wipe away
all tears from their eyes" Across the
COUClltS VI yOui BIN, stiii V'oo9 'hC
graves OF your dead, |
Fling This Shower Of Sweet Spices.
Queen Balkis driving up 10 the pilIared
poriico OF the house Of cedar, carried no
such pungency of perfume as exhaled
to-day from the Lords garden. Ii is
peace. 1t is sweetness. Ii IL comfort.
1t is infinite satisfaction, this Gospel
commend to you. Some one could not
understand why an old German Chris
tian scholar used to be always SO calm,
and happy and hopeful. when hc had
so many trials and sickness and all
ments. A man sccreted himself in the
house. lie said: 81 mean to watch this
old scholar and Christian;' and he saw
the old Christian man go to his ROOM
and sit down on the chair beside
the stand and open the Bible and begin
to read. He read on and on and on,
chapter after chapter, hour after hour,
until his face WAS all aglow with the
tidings from Heaven, and when the
cock struck - he arose, and shut his
Bible, and saii: "Bicssed Lord, we are
Ga the Same Old Terms Yet.
Goodnight, goodnight o You sin.
parched and you tiouble.pounaed, here
is comfort, here is satisfaction. vii!
you come and get il? cannot tell you
what the Lord offers you hereafter 81
well as can tell you now.
Have you read Of the Tai Mahal iE
India, in some respects the most maJes'
tic building on earth? Twenty thous.
and men were twenty years in building
it. 1t cost about 100000 Of dollars.
The walls are OF marble, inlaid with
corneian from Basdai, and turquoise
from Thibct, and jasper from Punjt 49,
and amethyst from Persia, and all man
ner OF precious stones. \ Traveller says
that it seems to him like the shining Ot
the
Enchanted Castle of FURNISHED Siher
The walls are 2ij feet high, AMI from
the top OF these springs Il dome - more
feet high, that dome containing the
most wonderful echo the world has ever
known; so that ever and anon Travellers
standing below with flutes. and drums
and harps are testing that echo and tho
sounds from below strike up and then
come down as it were the vOiGes oi a..
gels all around about the building
There is around it a garden OF tamarlTd
and bsnyan and palm, and all the iioral
glories OF the ransacked earth. But tim,
is only tomb OF dead empires, and II
is tame compared with the grAnieHT7
which God has builded lor your living
and immortal spirit.
. Home of;hc Blessed
Foundation OF gold, Arches at vi"tOry,
Cap.stones OF praise, And a dome in
which there are echOiDg and rr-rchDinp
the hallelujahs OF theages. And aroun..
about that mansion Is Il gar,ien--thn
garden of God-and all the springing.
fountains are the bo,t!ol tears oi the
church in the wilderness, and all tho
crimson Of the flowers is the deep hue
that was caught up from the carnage o:
earthly martyrdoms, and the fragrance
is the prayer OF all the saints, and the
aroma puts into utter iOrgetiulnes5 The
cassIa and the spikenard, and the frank
incense and the worIdrenowncd spices
which the Queen Ha!xis OF AhySsinia
dung at the feet oil King Solomon.
When shall these eye Ihy ENc.I bull, waits
And pearly gatc- h.hubi,
Thy bulwark-. with salvation strong,
And street, Of shining gold