The Brookhaven leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1883-1891, 1888-03-15
Serusalern, ny hspry bona
Name ever dear 70 ne;
When shall my labors have an end

Serussleu, ny happy bona
Name ever dear 70 ne;
When shall my labors have an end
In JOY and peace In theef
On earth we sang harvest songs a. the
wheat came IN to the barn and the bar
racks we're filed You know there Is no
such tinlsop . farm IS when they get the
crops In; add. 90 in Heaven IL will be a
harvest song on the part of those who on
earth sowed In tears and rsaped In joy.
Lift up your heads, ye everlasting gates,
and let the shsaves come iul Angels shout
all'through the heavens, and multitudes
come down the hills crying: Harvest
homsi harvest homsw
There Is nothing more bewitching 20
ones ear than the song Of sailors far out
at sea, whether in day OF night, as they
| pull away at the ropes-the music Is
weird and thrilling. So. the song In
Heaven will be . sailors song. They
| were voysgers once, and thought they
| could never get to shore, and before they
| could get things snug and trim the CIV
| clone struck them. But now they are
safe Once they went with dama.ed
rigging, guns Of distress booming through
the storm; but the pilot came ab'ard
| and he brought them into the harbor.
Now thew sing OF the breakers past, the
| Lighthouses that showed them where to
sail, the pilot that took them through the
straits, the eternal shore on which they
| landed.
Az, IL will be the childarn's song. You
know very well that the vast majority OF
our race die In infancy, and IL is estimat
ed that eighteen thousand millions Of tbs
little ones are standing before Cod. When
they shall rise up about the throne &c
sing, the millions and the mill o1s Of th'
| little ones-ahl that will be music fc;
youl These PLAYED in the st ,eets Of
Babylon and Thebesl these plucked lilies
from the foot OF Olivet while Christ was
preaching about them; these waded in
Sloan; these were victims OF Herods
massacre; these were thrown to crJcod lies
or into the fire; these came up from Chris
| tisn homes, and these were fondlings on
the city commonS-children everywhere
| in all that land; children in the towers,
children on the seas of glass, children on
the battlements. All, II you do not lika
| children. do not 60 there. They are in
| vast majority, and what a song when
they lift it around about the thronel
The Christian singers and composers of
all ages will be there to join in that song
Thomas Hastings will be there. Lowell
Mason will be there. Bradbury will be
there Beethoven and Mozart will be
there. They who sounded the cymbals
and the trumpets IN the ancient temples
will be there. The forty thousand harpers
that stood at the ancient dedication will
be there. The two hundred singers that
ass listed on that day will be there. Patri'
archs who lived amidst threshng floors
shepherds who watched amidst Chaldean
| hills, prophets who walked with long
boards and coarse apparel pronouncing
| woe against ancient denominations, vii
| meet the more recent martyrs who went
| up with leaping cohorts Of fire, and som
| will speak Of the Jesus Of whom they
| proph esied and others OF Jesus for whom
| thew died. Oh, what a song ! 1t came to John
| upon Patmos; it came to Calvin In the
prison; it dropped to John Knox in the
| fire; and sometimes that song has come TO
| your ear, perhaps, for ! really do think 1t
! sometimes breaks over the battements of
Heaven.
A Christian wo man. the wife Of a min
| ister of the Gospel, was dying in the par
| sonage near the old church, where on Sat
urday night the choir used to aSSembl
and rohearse for the following Sab bath,
! and she said:
"How strangely sweet the choir re-
hearses to-night; they have been re-
hearSlnS there Tor an nOu".''
'No," said some one about her, "the
| choir is not rehearsing tom ight."
YES" she said, az know they arc,
hear them sing; how very sweetly they
singw
| Now IL was not a choir Of earth that she
heard but the choir of Heaven. think
that Jesus sometimes sets ajar the door of
| Heaven, and passage of that rapture
greet5 our ears. The minstrels of Heaven
strike such tremendous strain the walls
| Of Jas per can not hold it.
wonder will you sing that song? Will
l sing it? Not unless our sins are par
| doned, and we learn now to sing the
| praise of Christ, will we ever sing it
there. The hrst great concert l ever at.
tended was in New York, when Jul len,
in the "Crystal Palace" stood before
| hundreds Of singers and hundreds
Of players upon Instruments. Some
| OF you may remember that occa-
| sion; it was the first one Of the kind a.
| which / was present, and / shall never
forget IT, l saw that one nan standing,
and with the hand and foot WELD that
great harmony, beating the time. 1t
| was to me overwhelming. But, oh, the
| grander scene when they shall come from
the east and from the west, and from
| the nOrJh ana from the south, "a great
| multitude that no man can number" into
| the temple Of the skies. host beyond host,
] rank beyond rank, gallery above gallery,
[ and Jesus shall stand before that great
| host to conduct the harmony, with his
wounded hands and his wounded feet J
Like the voice of many waters like the
voice of mighty thun behring's, they shall
cry: "W orthy is the Lamb that was slam
| toreceive blessings, and riches, and honor,
and glory and power, world without end.
| Amen and amenW Oh, if my ear shall
hear no other sweet sounds, may l hear
that! If Join no other glad assemblage,
may join that.
l was reading of the battle of Agin.
court in which Henry V. figured; and it is
said after the battle was won, glOrously
won, the King wanted to acknowledge
the divine interpostion, and he ordered
the chaplain to read the Psalm of David !;
and when he came to the word, 'Not unto
US, o Lord, but unto thy name be the
praise" the King dismounted, and all the
cavalry dismounted, and all the grea'
host, Off GERS and men, threw themselves
on their faces. Oh, at the story of the
Saviour's love and the Saviour's de-
liverance, shall we not PROSTATE our.
selves before him now, hosts of earth and
hosts of Heaven, falling upon our faces
and crying: "Not unto us, not unto us,