Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1883-04-30


OF corn. Oh, the stirring armament OF one
drop of dew! Oh, the untrodden CONT
nents of one crystal of snowi Oh, the got-
geousness of upholstsring in the mountain
moss Oh, the triumphal arch in one tree
branch! Oh, the God in an atom! Where
is the loom in which He wove the curtains
OF the morning? From what yats OF beauty
were dipped the green aud the blue and
the gold and the crimson? In what
moulds were run out the Appenines and
the .Himalayas? What harp OF God gave
the warble to the lark and the sweet call
to the robbin and the carol TO the canary
and the chirp to grass-hopper1 l answer
it is
The Same wisdom
that guides all your affairs and mine. He
who pairs the birds chose for us our
companions. He who helps the chatinch
guard her brood, will be the God OF our
children. He who this month helps the
swallow build her nest, will give us habi-
tation. He who this morning fed the
squirrel in the woods, will feed us. He
who gathered the down for the pheasants
breast, will give us apparel. He who swings
O bridge OF gossamer for the insect TO walk
oyer, will make out our pathway. fewho
are wearied about your health aud wearied
about your prosperity and wearied about
your children and wearied. about every.
thing in some of the DAYS OF this spring
tide, listen to the English sparrows that
make up one of the grandest possessions
of Brooklyn. "Ye are of more value than
many sparrows.'
Again, let this season remind us OF the
superlative glory OF heaven, for ii this
earth sin-blasted and cursed, can appear
so beautiful, what must be the attraction OF
of a sinless world. In my recent journey
to the South saw all the.different phases
the spring time from the first break OF the
buds in our northern orchards to the full
blush of the great gardens reaching across
many States, the terrible heights of Freder-
icksburg and the national cemetery at
covered with mantles of
Green. But all this rich garniture OF ma
ture is only the corpse of a dead paradise,
the charred hulk OF a giant vessel that
foundered six thousand years ago, and has
ever since been beating on the rocks, only
the ruins OF great temple where lambs OF
innocenct were to be offered, but on whose
altars swine and vultureS have been sacri-
feed Now, if this spGing time reveals so
much loveliness although the original curse
still puts forth its blight on the
trees and floods on the rivers and sighs
in the soft wind, what shall be
shall be excluded and even suns and moons
snd stars as too common, for the Lamb
shall be the light thereof? | would not
dare to say that there will not be a physi.
cal beauty in addition to the spiritual eN.
cellenCy OF heaven. A rose OF Sharon, once
trodden down by the households of the
CruCifying soldiers, there in heaven and
the humble lily transplanted from the val
lev to the heights of Lebanon; and the
hawthorn. white and scarlet reminding
the behOlder OF his innocence aud the blood
which made him so, and the pacsiOn
flower, living in this frigid world day,
there blooming in more temperate zones
through the long years OF Gods life time,
and river of life falling over
Beds Of Precious Stones
and riches, not suoh as go down with
wrecked argosieS, but such as he alone
could strew who hath sown the noun
tains with diamonds and the sea with
pearl and birds never torn by sportsman
or tempest ever and anon dipping its sur
face as you wander to its source and catch
the crystal stream where it breaks fresh
from the everlasting rock. Perhaps such
physical excellence shall kiss the pleased
vision and fill the air with their soft
winged aroma while saints walking among
them shall look up through the branches
of the tree OF life and listen TO lind that
"the time of the singing of birds is come
Much of the attraCtiveness of nature de-
pendS upon the companions who are with
us at the time we behold the spectacle.
We shall walk up and down among things
that eye hath not seen nor ear heard, the
tameness of earth exchanged for the yellow
OF Jasper, the blue of sapphire, the green
OF Cmereld and the fire OF jacnith.
Finally get from this season OF the year
the Importance of our learning TO sing the
praises OF Cod. Soon there will be no
pause in the melody OF the woods, for 'the
time of the singing OF birds has come"
whether it he twitter or chirp. n cawing
or croak, God by il is praised. When the
songsters Clutching tree leaf as il the
notes we're on it sing out their Joy, answer
ed by score Of applauding echoes, shall
we more intelligent appreciators not sing
the praises of Cod 1t is as certainly our
duty to sing as to pray. Let fathers and
mothers teach their children this exercise.
Let Sabbath schools give it their attention.
and above all let the churches OF
The Living God
ring with it, and let the word OF Christ
dwell in you richly, N all wisdom teach
ing and admOniShing one another IN
psalms and hymns and spiritual songs,
singing with grace in your hearts unto the
Lord. Oh, how much We have 10 sing
about ! have noticed that when sailors
are going out OF port there is q
sadness in their song. Mid Atlantic
when sailors singthere is weariness IN
their song. When sailors are coming into
port there is an scstacy in their song. Many
of YOU ara not lar from the haven OF ever
lasting rest, and you ought in your songs
to be jubiant This is ali important part
of divine worship. If this be languored all
the other service will run down to the same
Temperature. Dull hymns and dull sermons
are twin brothers. While your pulses dance
with youth let yOnr voice be heard i'll the
sanctuary Business men in this way shake
of dull care and drown the voice OF dollars
and wing your souls with devotion. Oh.
men and women, Lift up your voices IN
Sabbath psalmody. "But there is no music
in my voice or ear, says one, "and there
fore | anu silent" Did you ever know
quail to put its head under Its wings and
say: II will not sing because am not
lark or a nightingale. Let men laugh at
you, God will not laugh, and the tremu-
ious voice OF the humblest Christian will
sound more harmoniously in heaven than
one now for himself in this exercise, and
and let it be like
An Acciamation of victory.
All our songs on earth are Saturday night
rehearsals, for the songs OF that Sabbath
morning that shall dawn on the hills and
CRYSTALS OF heaven. And mark this, for
the time OF the singing OF birds is here.
What must be the harmony when the in
Vulnerable voices OF heaven brake forth
into singing, Some of US find it hard to
sing now colds mufiie the voice and sorroTs
depress the heart and disappointments
chill the spirits. But once free, what an
autumn! Who are those singing people
before the throne They were little ohil-
dren, and they were gathered out OF Sab.
batn schools, from home circles and from
banks OF Ganges, where they were offered
in sacrifice. and now before the throne let
the children sing. Those are aged men
and women who, through long struggle,
passed up to the gaSes OF lite,
their ailments al gone, the
yigoy of immortal youth come
into their pulses. Let the fathers and
mothers OF Isrsrl ceiebRats their escape
from slavery and their gaining OF the prom
ised land Yes. their souts passed through
many q heart.baeak, through betrayal, aud
pain, aud poverty, and asonies untold. But
now, their burdens of, their chains broken,
their enemies conquered let the martyrs
sing. Oh. what 3 doxologyi Every hand