The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1886-05-07

get their prey under the tenement or -
push Ms OF the embankment Of the grave;
bat, blessed b. God! in the resurrection
We win get Q body immortal. No malaria
IN the air, NO cough, no neuralgia twinge,
NO rheumatic pang. no hutterinx Of the
heart, NO shortaess Of breath, no ambu-
lance. no dispensary, NO hospital, NO inva.
lids chair, no spectacles to improve the
dim vision: but health. immortal health.
O, ye who have aches and pains indescrib.
able this morning; o. ye who are never
well; o. ye who are lacerated with ply.
steal distresses, let me tell you Of the resur.
rected body, free from all diseased I'm.
mortal! immortal
go farther, and say In regard TO that
body which you are to get In the rssurrec.
ton, IL win be . powerful body. We walk
now eight or ten miles and we are ia.
tigued. We lift few hundred pounds
and we are exhausted; unarmed We meet
Q wild beast, and We must run, or fly, or
climb. or dodge, because we are incompe-
tent to meet It; we toll eight or ten hours
vigorously and then we are weary; but in
the resurrection we are to have q body
that never gets tired. Is it not glorious
thought?
Plenty Of occupation in Heaven, sup
pose, and Broadway, New York, in the
busiest season Of the year at monday 10
not SO busy as Heaven Is at all time.
Grand projects Of mercy for other
worlds. Victories to be celebrated.
TIE downfall Of despotism on earth
to be announced. Great songs to be
learned and sung. Great expeditions on
which God shall send forth his chill
dren. Plenty to do but no fatigue. II
you are seated under the tree Of life It will
not be to rest but to talk over with some
old comrade, old times - battles where
you fought shoulder to shoulder. Jacob
and the angel wrestled together. Jacob
was not thrown because the angel fav-
ored him. But once get your ressur-
rected body and the angel could not
wrestle you down. 1t is impossible to 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 a 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 sometimes wish that from the
frst'of January to the last Of December
we could toll on without stopping to sleep
or take any recreation or to rest. or ever
to take food, that we could toll right or
without stopping a moment at our work of
commenting Christ and Heaven to all the
people. But we all get tired.
II is a characteristic Of the human BODY
in this condition. We must get tired.
Is it not a glorious thought that
after awhile. in the service of God.
we are going to have a body that
will never get weary? o. glorious resur-
rection day! Gladly will I fling aside this
poor body Of sin and fling it into the tomb
if at thy bidding shall have a body that
never wearies. That was splendid res
direction hymn that was sung at my faith
er's burial:
So Jesus slept: Gods dying son
Passed through the grave and blessed
the bed;
The morning breaks to pierce the shade.
o 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!
heard Of father and son who, among
others, were shipwrecked at sea. The
father 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 rigging in an
exhausted state and laid on a bed in a
fishernan's nut, and after many hours had
passed he came to consciousness and saw
living beside him on the same bed his boy.
o, nv 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. coming up in
the Same morning light-the father and
son alive forever, nevermore to weep, new
errnore 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 perfect in every
good work, to do His will: and let
this brilliant scene of the morning trans
port our thoughts to the grander as
semblage before the throne. This august
assemblage is nothing compared with it
the one-hundred- and forty and four thou
sand and the "great multitude that no
man can number" some OF our best friends
among them. we, after awhile, to join the
multitude. Blessed 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 dEy,
Would stretch her wings and soar ava ~
To aid the song, the palm to bear,
and bow, the chief of sinners, there.