Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1888-01-14

ing now many %furlongs long and wide is
Re new Jerusalem; and they have calcu.
MED how many inhabitants there are on
the earth; how long the earth will prob
ably stand; and then they come to this
estimate: that after all the nations have
been gathered To Heaven, there will be
room Tor each soul-a room sixteen feet
long and fifteen feet wide. 1t would not
DE large enough for me, am glad to
know that no human estimate is sufficient
10 take the dimensions. Eye hath not
seen, nor ear heard" nor arithmetics
calculated.
! first remark that we can in this world
get no idea Of the health of Heaven. When
you "ere a child, and you went out in the
morning, how you bounded along the
road or street-you had never felt sorrow
or sickness. Perhaps later 0 felt a
glow IL your cheek, and a spring in your
step, and an exuberance of spirits, and a
c~learness of eye, that made you thank
tod you were permitted to live. The
nerves were harp strings, and the sunlight
was a ~doxology, and the rustling leaves
were the rustling of the robes of a 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 earth. The diseases of past genera
IONS came down to us. The airs that
noat now upon the earth are not like
hose which ti0ated above paradise. The
most classic and robust health of earth,
compared with that which those expert
ence before whom the gates have been
opened. is nothing but sickness and
emaciatlon. Look al that soul standing
before the throne. On earth she was a
lifelong invalid. See her step now, and
near her voicc 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 plcurisies, no consuming
levers, no ~eXhausting pains, no hospitals
of wounded men. Health swinging in
air; health flowing in all the streams;
health blooming on the banks. No head
aches, no ~side-aches, no back-aches. That
child that died in the agonies of croup,
hear her voice now ring in the anthem.
That old man that wentbowed down with
the intirmities Of age, see him walk now
with the step Of an immortal a~thlete-for-
ever young again. That night when the
hNNhit MA III dN III VIC Sdllti,
a wave of the heavenly air rcsuscitated
her forever. For everlasting years to
have neither ache, nor pain, o weak
ness, nor fatigue. Eye hath not seen it,
ear hath not heard it."
ST. JOHNS VISION.
remark that we can, in this world,
get no just idea of the splendors of heav-
en. John tries to describe them. He
says 'the twelve gates are twelve pearls"
and that 1.-The foundations of the wall are
garnished with all manner of precious
stones" AS we stand looking through
the telescope of st. John, we see a blaze
Of amethyst, and pearl, and emerald, and
sardonyX, and ~chrysopraus, and sapphire,
a mountain of light, a cataract Of color, a
sea of glass and a city like 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 is 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-
alcade passing, passing; empires pressing
into line, ages following ages. DISPENSE
ton tramping on after dispensation.
Glory in the track Of glory. Europe,
Asia, Africa, North and South America
pressing into lines. Islands Of the seq
shoulder TO shoulder. Generations before
the flood following generations after the
flood, and AS Jesus rises at the head Of
that great host and waves his sword in
signal of victory, all crown are lifted,
and all ensigns thrown out, and all chimes
rung, and all hallclujahs chanted, and
some cry
GLORY TO GOD o $ HIGH,
and some, "Hosanna to the son Of Da-
vid;' and some, Worthy is the Lamb
that was slain'-till all ordinations Of
endearment and homage in the vocabulary
of heaven are exhausted, and there comes
up surge after surge Of Amen! Amen
and Amen
Eve hath not seen it, ear hath not
heard it," Skim from the summer waters
the brightest sparklcs, and you will get
no idea Of the sheen of the everlasting
sea. Pile up the splendors of earthly
cities and they would not make a step
ping-stone by which you might mount to
The city of God. Every house is a palace.
Every step a triumph. Every covering
of the head a coronation. Every meal is
a banquet. Every stroke from the tower
is a wedding bell. Every day is a jubilee,
every hour a rapture, and every moment
an ecstacy. Eye hath not seen it, ear
hath not heard It,"
| remember further, we can get no idea
on earth of
TIE REUNIONS OF EAvEN
If YOU have ever been across the seas,
and met a friend, oreven an acquaintance,
in some strange city, you remember how
your blood thrilled, and how glad you
were to see him. What will be our joy,
after we have passed the seas of death. to
meet i'm the bright city of the sun those
from whom we have long been separated.
After we have been away from Ourfriends
ten or fifteen years, and we come upon
them, we see how differently they look.
The hair has turned. and wrinkles have
come in their faces, and we say, How
YOU have changed But oh, when We
stand before the throne. all cares gone
from the face, all marks of sorrow dis
appeared, and feeling the joy Of that
blessed land, methinks we will say to
each other, with an exultation we cannot
now imagine, How you have changed
In this world We only meet to part. 1t is
COED bye, good bye. Farewells floating
in the air. We hear il at the rail cal