The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1886-05-12
TALMAGES SERMON.
The Lessons Presented By the Re-.
currence of Easter-Tide.
The Brightness of Earthly Flowers as Pre-
GGuring the GlOries Of the Last Great
Resurrecti0n-The Duties Of
Immortality.

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Easter Tide sermon at the Brooklyn Taber-
nacle from the following text:
Now is Christ risen from the dead. and be-
come the first fruits OF them that slept.-1
Cor, XIV, 90.
He spoke as follows:
On this glorious Easter morning, amid
the music and the flowers, I give you
Christian salutaton. This morning Rus
sian meeting Russian on the streets Of
st. Petersburg halls him with the saluta-
ton: ItLA L.I .li
"Christ is risen"
And is answered by his friend in saluta.
ton. es.s
"He Is risen indeed"
In some parts Of England and Ireland
TO this very day there is the superstition
that on Easter morning the sun dances in
the Heavens; and we'll may we forgive
such superstition which illustrates the
fact that the natural world seems to sym.
pathize with the spiritual.
EASTER VOICES
Hail Easter morning. Flowers Flowersi
All of them voice, all of them a tongue,
all of them full Of speech to-day. bend
over one of the lilies and hear them say:
Consider the lilies Of the field. how they
grow they toll not, neither do they spin, yet
Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed a.
one Of these.
bend over rose and it seems to whis.
per-
am the rose of Sharon.
And then stand and listen. From all
sides there comes the chorus of flowers,
saving:
If God so clothe the grass Of the field,
which to-day is, and to morrow IL cast into
the oven. snail he not much more clothe you,
oh ye of little faith?
Flowers! Flowers! Braid them into the
brides hair. Flowers! Flowers! Strew
them over the graves of the day, sweet
prophecy of the resurrection. Flowers!
Flowers. Twist them into garland for
my Lord Jesus on Easter morning. "Glory
be to the Father and to the Son and to the
Holy Ghost; as it was in the beginning, is
now and ever shall be-"
Why, IL a rainbow this morning had
fallen and struck the galleries and struck
the platform, the scene could not have
been more radiant. Oh! how bright and
how beautiful the flowers, and how much
they make me think of Christ and his re-
ligion, that brightens every thing it
touches, brightens cur life, brightens our
character, brightens society, brightens the
church. brightens every thing. You who
go with gloomy countenance pretending
YOU are better than am because Of your
righteousness, you can not cheat me.
You old hypocrite! know you. Pretty
case you are for a man that processes to be
more than conqueror. 1t is not religion
that makes you gloomy; it Is the lack Of
it. There Is just as much religion in a
wedding as in burial, just as much reli.
gion in smile as in a tear. Those gloomy
Christians we sometimes see are the people
to whom like to lend money, for never
see them again! The women came to the
Saviour's tomb, and they dropped spices ali
around the tomb, and those spices were the
seed that began to grow, and from them
came all the flowers of this Easter morn.
The two angels robed in white took hold
of the stone at the Saviour's tomb and they
hurled it with such force down the hill
that it crushed in the door of the world's
sepulcher, and the stark and the dead
must come forth.
care not how labyrinthine the mauso
leum, or how costly the sarcophagus, or
however beautifully parterred the family
grounds, we want them all broken up by
the Lord Of the resurrection. They must
come out. Father and mother-they must
come out. Husband and wife--they must
come out. Brother and sister-they must
come out. Our darling children-the y
must come out. The eyes that we close
with such trembling fingers must open
again in the radiance of that morn. The
arms we folded in dust must join ours In
IN embrace of reunion. The voice tina,
was hushed in our dwelling must be re.
turned. o, how long some Of you seem t
be waiting-waiting for the resurrection
waiting! And for these broken hearts to
day make . soft, cool bandage out o.
Easter flowers.
Six years ago, the night before Easter,
received an Easter card ON which there
was a representation of that exquisite
flower, the trumpet creeper, and under 4
the words:
The trumpet shalt sound and the dead shall
rise,
There was especial reason why at that
time l should have that card sent me, ant
lpresent the same consolation to-day I,
all in this house; and who has escapedf
My friends, this morning find in the
risen Christ prophecy of our own resur
rection, my text setting forth the idea thai
rs Christ has risen 80 his people will rise
He the first sheaf of the resurrection har'
vest; he "the first fruits of them tina
slept" Before get through this morn
ing, will walk through all the cemeteries
of the dead, through all the country grave
yards where your loved ones are buried
and will pluck of these flowers and
will drop a sweet promise of the Gospel,
rose Of hope, a lily of joy on every tomb
the child's tomb, the husbands tomb, tn,
wife's tomb, the fathers grave, the moth
er's grave; and while we celebrate tn
resurrection of Christ we will at the sam,
time celebrate the resurrection Of all tn,
good.
Christ the first fruits Of them that slept.
II should come to you this morning
and ask you for the names Of the grea
ronquerors of the world, you would sa.
Alexander, Cesar, Philip, Napoleon
All, my friends, you have forgotten 3
mention the name of q greater conquero
tLan all these-a cruel, CHASTITY conquer
Or. He rode on black horse across Wa
serloo, Atlanta and Chalons, the blood.
hoofs crushing the hearts Of nations. 1t |
the conaueror death, He carries q hlac