Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1886-05-05

old times-the battles where you fongbi
| shoulder to shoulder. Jacob and the angel
wrestled together. Jacob was not thrown
because the angel favored him. But once
get your resurrected body and the angel
| could not wrestle you down. 1t is impos-
sible to wrestle down the giants of God on
high strong, supple, unexhausted, mighty,
immortal. Oh, is it not glorious thought?
Sometimes in this world we feel we would
| like to have such body as that. There is
so much work to be done for Christ, there
| are so many tears to be wiped away, there
| are SO many burdens to lift, there is so
much to be achieved for Christ, we some
times wish that from the first of January to
| the last of December we could toll on without
stopping to sleep or take any recreation or
to rest or even to take food-that we could
toll right on without stopping moment in
our work of fcommending Christ and heaven
to all the people. But we all get tired.
1t is characteristic of the human body
il this condition. We must get tired. Is
it not glorious thought that after awhile,
in the service of God, we are going to have
abody that will never get weary? O glorious
resurrection day! Gladly will I fling aside
this poor body of sin and fling it into the
tomb if at Thy bidding l shall have body
1udb ucF0T W0dIlcS. ud6 was d cpiOdOid
resurrection hymn that was Sung at my
fathers burial:
$50 Jesus slept, Gods dying Son,
Passed through the grave and blessed the
bed;
Rest here, blest Saint, till from His throne
The morn ng breaks to pierce the shade''
0 blessed resurrection Speak out, sweet
flowers, beautiful flowers. While you tell
of risen Christ, tell of the righteous who
shall rise. May God fill you this morning
with anticipation
l heard of father and son who, among
others, were shipwrecked atsea. The faith
er and the son climbed into the rigging.
The father held on, but the son after awhile
lost his hold in the rigging and was dashed
down. The father supposed he had gone
hopelessly under the wave. The next day
the father was brought ashore from the rig
.ging in an exhausted state and laid on
bed in fisherman's hut, and after many
hours had passed he came to consciousness
and saw lying beside him On the same bed
his boy. Omy friends, what glorious
thing it will be to wake up at last to find
our loved ones beside us Coming up from
the same plot in the same graveyard, COM
ing up in the same morning light-the faith
er and son alive forever, all the loved ones
alive forever, nevermore to weep, never
more to part, nevermore to die.
May the God of peace that brought again
from the dead our Lord Jesus. that great
Shepherd of the sheep, through the blood
of the everlasting covenant make you per-
feet in every good work, to do His will; and
let this brilliant scene of the morning trans
port our thoughts to the grand assemblage
before the throne. This august assemblage
is nothing compared with 1.-THE one hun
dred and forty and four thousand and the
great multitude that no man can number"
some of our best friends among them, we,
after awhile, to join the multitude. Bless
ed anticipation
"Blest are the saints beloved of God,
Washed are their robes in Jesus blood;
Brighter than angels. 10! they shine,
Their wonders splendid and sublime.
my soul anticipates the day,
Would stretch her wings and soar away,
To aid the song, the palm to bear,
And bow the chief of sinners, there"