Sharp County record., 1888-04-19
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nroro rne rsanlmation OF Christ from tne
oatooombs All the flowers OF to-day
e,'oIl resurrection. There is not nook OF
opr1,ar in all the building but Is touched
r,ri+b tbe incense. The women carried
sricas TO the tomb of Christ, and they
dronned spices all around about the tomp,
and from those spices have grown tti tl0
flowers Of Easter morn. The TWO Fhlte-
robed angels that hurled the stone away
from the door of the tomb, hurled 1t Win
crcb violence down the hill that 1t crash
cd in tbe door of the worlds sepulchre,
and millions of the stark and dead shall
come forth.
However labyrinthian the mausoleum,
however costly the sarcophaguS, however
architecturally grand the necropohs, now
ever beautifully parterred the Iamily
Grounds, we want them all broken up by
the Lord of the resurrection. The forms
that we laid away with our broken hearts
must rise again. Father and mother-they
must come out. Husband and Wlte-tney
must come out. Brothers and sisterS-they
must come out. Our darling children-they
must come out. The eyes that with tremo-
ling fingers we closed must open III the
luster of resurrection morn. The arms
that we folded in death must join ours IN
embrace of reunion. The beloved voice
that was hushed must be returned. Inc
beloved form must come up without lts
inirmities, without its fatigues-lt must
come up.
Oh, how long it seems for some OF YOU
Waiting-waiting for the resurrection
How long! how long! l make for your
broken hearts to-day cool, soft bandage
of Easter lilies. Last night we had come
in the mails beautiful Easter card, on
the top of it a representation of that ex-
ouisite flower called the trumpet
creeper," and under it the inscription;
"The trumpet shall sound, and the dead
shall be raised" l comfort you this day
with the thought Of resurrection.
When Lord Nelson was buried IN st,
PauIs Cathedral in London, the heart OF
England was stirred. The procession
passed on amid the sobbing of nation
There we're thirty trumpeterS stationed at
the door of the cathedral, with instru-
ments of music in hand waiting for the
signal, and when the illustrious dead ar
rived at the gates of st. PauPs Cathedral,
these thirty trumpeters gave one united
blast, and then all was silent. Yet the
trumpets did not awake the dead. He
slept right on.
But l have to tell you, what thirty
trumpeters could not do for one man, one
trumpeter will do for all nations The
ages have rolled on, and the clock of the
worlds destiny strikes nine, ten, eleven
twelve, and time shall be no longer.
Behold the anchangel lowering. He
takes the trumpet, points it this way
puts its lips to his lips, and then blows
one long, loud, terrific, thunderous re-
verberating and resurrectionary blast
Look! Look! They rise! The dead! The
dead! Some coming forth from the fami'
" vault; some from the city cemetery
some from the country graveyard. Here
a spirit is joined to its body, and there
another spirit is joined to another body
and millions of departed spirits are as
sorting the bodies, and then reclOthins
themselves in forms now radiant for as
cension.
The earth begins to burn-the bonfire o.
great victory. All ready now for tht
procession of reconstructed humanity
Upward and away! Christ leads and al
. the Christian dead follow-battalio aftel
, battalion, nation after nation. Up, up
On, on! Forward, ye ranks Of God Al
mighty! Lift up your heads, ye everlast
ing gates, and let the conquerors come in
Resurrection Resurrection
And so I twist all the festal flowers o
this church with all the festal flowers O.
chapels and cathedrals Of all Christendon
into one great chain, and with that chair
l bind the Easter morning of 1888 with th'
!, closing Easter of the worlds history
resurrection May the God of peace tha
brought again from the dead our Lore
Jesus, that great Shepherd of the sheep
through the blood of the everlasting cove
nant make you perfect in every good worl
to do His will.