Daily Yellowstone journal., 1888-12-09

dred ana nlncty-twO. Multltudes OF
strangers from all parts OF the earth
were present, and all together, led on
by organ and cornet, united in singing
William Cowper's hymn:
There is a fountain filed with blood
Drawn from EmaRuts veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that food
Lose all their guilty stains.
The Rev. T. DE Witt Talmage, ID. D.,
preached an eloquent sermon on The
Fragrance Of the Gospel, " taking for
his text; "All thy garments smell of
myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out Of
the ivory palaces. Psalms xiv, s.
He said:
Among the grand adornments of the
city Of Paris is the Church of Notre
Dame, with its great towers and elab-
GRATED rose windows and sculpturing
Of the last judgment, with the trum-
pcting angels and rising dead, its bat
Elements of quarterfoil, its Sacristy,
with ribbed ceiling and statues of
saints But there was nothing in all
that building which more vividly ap.
pealed to my plain republican tastes
than the costly vestments which laid
in oaken prcsses-robes that had been
embroidered with gold, and been worn
by popcs and archbishops on great oc-
casions. There was a robe that had
been worn by Plus VII at the crown
ing Of the first Napoleon. There was
also vestment that had been worn
at the baptism of Napoleon ii. As
our guide opened the oaken
presses and brought out these vest.
ments Of fabulous cost, and lifted
them up, the fragrance of the pungent
aromatics in which they had been pre-
served filled the place with a sweet
ness that was almost oppressive.
Nothing that had been done in stone
more vividly impressed me than these
things that had been done in cloth,
and embroidery, and perfume. But
today open the drawer of this text,
and | look upon the kingly robes of
Christ, and as lift them, flashing with
eternal jewels, the whole house is filed
with the aroma of these garments,
which ''smell of myrrh, and aloes, and
cassia, out Of the ivory palaces"
In my text the king steps forth.
His robes rustic and blaze as he ad.
vances. His pomp and power and
glory overnaster the spectator. More
brilliant is he than Queen Nashti, NOV.
ing amid the Persian princes; than
Marie Antoinette on the day when
Louis XVI put upon her the necklace
of eight hundred diamonds; than Anne
Boleyn the day when Henry VIII wei
coined her to his palace; all beauty
and all pomp forgotten, while we
stand in the presence of this imperial
glory, King of Zion, King of Earth,
King of heaven, King forever
His garments not worn out, not
dust bedraggled; but radiant and
| iewcled and redolent. Ii seems
as if they must have been pressed a
hundred years amid the flowers of
heaven. The wardrobes from which
they have been taken must have been
sweet with clusters Of campfire and
frankinconse, and all manner of pre-
cious wood Do you not inhalc the
odorst Ay, ay. They smell of myrrh,
and aloes, and cassia, out Of the
ivory palaces.
THE HISTORY AND SIGNIFICANCE OF
MYRRH
Your first curiosity is 10 know why
the robes Of Christ are odorous with
myrrh. This was a bright leafcd
AbysSinian plant II was trifoliated.
The Greeks, Egyptians Romans and
Jews bought and sold il at a high
lprice. The first present that was even
lgiven 10 Christ was sprig Of myrrh
thrown on his infantilc bed in Beth
lehem, and the last gift that Christ
ever had was myrrh pressed into th'
cup Of his crucilixion. The natives
would take a stone and bruisc the tree
and then it would exudc n gum tina
would saiurte all the ground be
meath. This gum was used fo
purposes Of merchandise. One piCc,
of il, no larger than a chestnut, woulC
whelm a whole room with odors !
was put in closets, in chests, in draw
crs, in rooms and its perfume adhere,
almost intCrminably to anything tina
was anywhere near il. So when il
my text read that Christ's garment
smell Of myrh. | Immediately con
cludc the exquisite sweetness Of jesus
/ know that 10 many he is only lil1
any historical pcrson' another JOll
Howard, another philouthropic Ober
lin, another Conlucius, a grand sub
iect for a painting, a heroic theme 70
a poem, beautiful form for
statue; bat 20 those Who have hcar
lis voice, and felt his pardon
and received lis bgnCdiction, b
is music. and light. and warmth
and thrill. and eternal fragrance
Sweet as friend sticking to YOU whei
all else bctmy. Lifting you up Will,
Others try TO push you down, No
So much like morning Eloucs, tia
bloom only when the sun is coming
up, nor like -four o'clocks,' tia
bloom only when the sun is goinl
4 down, but like mSrrh, pcIpctualll
aromatic-tho same morning, noon
and yesterday, today, forever
IL seems rs il We cannot wear HIM out
We put ON him all our burdens, am
aillict him with all our gl1els, and 80
him foremost in all our battles, am
vet he is ready 10 lit, and 10 sym
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