The Brookhaven leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1883-1891, 1888-01-05

and the sunlight was a dOxolugv, and
the rlstling leaves were the rustlinr OF
the robes of great crowd rising up TO
praise the Lord You thought that YOU
knew what it was TO be well, but there
is no perfect health on Garth The diseases
OF past generations came down t. us. Tho
airs that float now upon the earth
are not like those which iloated above
paradise. They are charged with i'm
purities and distempers. The more elastic
and robust health of earth, compared
with that which those experience before
whom the gates have been opened, is
nothing but sickness and emaciatIon.
Look at that soul standing before the
throne. On earth she was a life long
invalid. See her step row, and hear her
voice now. Catch. if you can, one breath
of that celestial air Health in all the
pulses health of vision; health Of spirits;
immortal health. No racking cough, no
sharp plcursies, no consuming fevers,
no eXhausting pains, no hospitals of
wounded men. Health swinging in the
air; health flowing in all the streams;
health blooming on the banks. No head
aches, no sileaches. no backaches. That
child that died in the agonies of Group,
hear her voice now ringing in the
anthem. That old man that went bowed
down with the intirnities of age, sec him
walk now with the step Of an immortal
athlete-for ever Young again. That
night when the needle woman tainted
away in the garret a wave of the heavenly
air rcsusc:tated her forever. For ever
lasting wears to have neither ache. nor
pain. nor weakness. nor fatigue. Eve
hath not seen it, ear hath not heard it."
remark, further. that we can, in this
world. get no just idea of the splendors
of heaven. John tries to describe them.
IIo SAYS: The twelve gates are twelve
peails,n and that 1.-The foundations of the
walls are garnished with all manner Of
precious stones" As we stand looking
through the telescope Of st. John we see
blaze of amethyst, and pearl, and em-
erald, and sardOnyx, and chry sOprasus,
and sapphire mountain of light a cat
aract of color, q sea of glass and a city
Ike the sun.
John bids US look again, and we see
thrones: thrones Of the prophets, thrones
of the patriarchs. thrones Of the angels
thrones Of the apostles, thrones of the
martyrs, throne Of Jesus-thrOne of God
And we turn round to see the glory. and
il i thrones! thrones! thrones!
John bids US look again. and we see
the great procession Of the redeemed
passing; Jesus. on a white horse, leads
the march, and all the armies of heaven
following on white horses. Infinite cav
alCale passing, passing; empires pressing
into line. ages following ages, Dispen-
sation tramping on after dispensation
Glory in the track of glory. Europe,
Asia, Africa, North and South America
pressing into fne@. Islands Of the sea
shoulder 10 shoulder. Generations be-
fore the food following generations after
the flood. and as Jesus rises at the head
Of that great host and waves lis sword
in signal of victory. all crowns are lifted
and all ea6igns sluu- ont, and all chimes
rung. and all halleiujahs chanted.
ard some cry, Glory to God
son Of Dayii;' and SOM, "N|or;hy is
the Lamb that was sisia" TIL alI cScll-
nations Of cuLcarmeut and homage in
the vocabulary of heaven are exhausted,
and there comes up surge after surge Of
"Amen! amen. and auen".
Eye hath not seen it, ear hath not
heard it," Skim from the summer wa
ters the brightest spariles and You will
get no idea Of the sheen Of the CyCrlnSt-
ing sea. Pile up the spleudOrs Cf earthly
cities and they would not make a step
ping stone by which you might mount to
the city Of God. Eyery house is a pal
ace Eycry s,ep a triumph, Every COW
ering Of the head a coronation. Every
meal is q banquet. Every stroke from
the tower is wedding bell. Every day
is jubilee, every hour q rapture and
every moment an ccstaCy. Eye hath
not seen it, ear hath not heard it."
Iremark further. we can get no idea
on earth Of the reunions of heaven. If
you have ever been across the seas, and
met friend, or even an acquaintance,
in some strange city, you remember how
your blood thrilled, and how glad you
were to see him. What will lie our
Joy, after we have passed the seas of
death, to meet in Tie bright city Of the
sun those from whom we have long been
separated. After we have been away
from our friends ten or fifteen years, and
we come upon them, we see how differ
emily they look. The hair has turned,
and wrinkles have come iii their faces,
AMI we say: How you have changedV
But oh, when we stand before the throne,
all cares gOne from the face, al marks
of sorrow disappeared, anu foeEng the
iov of that blessed land, methinlls we
viii say TO each other, with an cIulta-
ton we cannot now imagine: "HOw you
have changed" In this world we only
meet to part. II is Coodby, good6y.
Farcwc!s floating in The air. We hc2rit
at the r,il car window aud at the steam
boat wharf -6oodhy. Children lisp it
and cid age answers it. Sometimes we
say it in light way-''Goodly;" and
sometimes with anguish in which the
soul breuls down, Goodby! All! that
is the worl that ends the Thanksgiving
banquet; that is the word that comes i'll
to close the Christmas chant. Goodby.
goodbv. Bat not 50 in heaven. Wei
comes in the air, welcomes at the gates,
welcomes at the house of many mausions
but no goolby. That group is con-
stantiy being augmented. They are
going Up from cur circles Of earth 10
join it-little voices to join the an
theul-little hands to take hold in
the great home circie-littlo feet to dance
in HE eternal glee-little crowns-to be
cast down before the feet of Jesus. Our
friends are in two groups-a group this
side Of the river and grosp or the other
side Of the river. Now there goes ono
from this to that, and another from this
to that, and soon evil al be gone over.
How many of your loved ones have