Dodge City times., 1888-03-22
Jerusalem. my happy home,
Name ever dear to me:
When shall my labors have an end

| when Snall my ia0orS nave an elQ
In JOY and peace in thee:
On earth we sang harvest songs as the
wheat came into he barn and the bar
racks were filled You know there is nc
such time on a farm as when they get the
crops in; and so in Heaven it will be a
harvest song on the part of those who on
earth sowed in tears and ea,jed in joy.
Lift up your heal, We ev :a;'jnr q es,
| and let the sheave' come III. An e.. slout
all through the avsus, al mu' u'titu'e
| come down the hi 8 cry!i !: Harvest
home! harvest honle!"
! There is nothuy more l,a-vi'c ching to
ones ear than the song of sci ar, a out
at sea, whether in day or II b as tLey
pull away at the rope = he music is
weird and thriil;n~. So the song in
Heaven will be a sailors song. They
were voyagers once, and thought they
could never get to shore, and before they
could get things snug and trim the cy.
clone struck them. But now they are
safe. Once they went with dana ged
rigging, guns of distress booming thr rough
the storm; but the pilot ca ne aboard
and he broug Int them into the harbor.
Now they sing Of ths b 'sa<ers past, the
lighthouses tat showed them where to
sail, the pilot that took them through the
straits, the eternal shore on which they
landed.
Ay, it will be the child ern's song. You
know very well tlat the vast majority of
our race die in infancy, and it is es timat.
ed that eighteen thousand millions of the
little ones are standing before 6 God. When
they shall rise up about the throne to
sing, the mill ons and the millions of the
little one -ah. that will lie music for
you! 1hase PLAYED in the streets Of
Babylon End The beS: these piucked lilies
from the foot of Olvet. VIII .e Christ was
preaching about ia em: these vaded in
Sloan; these were victims of Herod's
massacre: these were thrown to 'ocod lies
or into the fire: these came mp from Chris
ttan homes. and these were fondlings on
the city common child -en everywhere
in al that land; children IN the towers,
children on the seas Of glass, children on
the battIements. All, if you do not like
children. do not 20 'he.a. Thnv are in
vast majDritv, aud Wat son~ when
they lift It around about ito ti:rHra!
The Clr'st an sin"ers and composers of
all ares VII lie tHera ~ j in II that NJ
mas Has'iars viii a t'ror,. Lowell
Mason VIII b. IA -. Ibu.y will be
there. Beethoven ed - zalt will be
and the trnmpets in tie ancient temples
will be there. The forty thonsand harpers
that stood at the ancient dedication will
be there. The two hund g | Singers that |
ass listed on that day will be thsre Patri-
archs who lived amidst th~esh 'ng floors, |
shepherds who VIC clei amidst Chaldean |
hills. prophets who walked with long |
boards and coarse apparel pronouncing |
ohn,,
meet the more recent martyrs who went |
up with leaping cohorts f fire, and some
will speak of the Jesus of whom they
prophesied, and others of Jesus for whom
they died. Oh, what a song l. came to John
upon Patmos; it came 70 Gavin in the
prison; it dropped TO John Knox in the
fire; and sometimes that song has come to
your ear, perhaps, for | rea' 'lv do think it
sometimes breaks over the battlements of
Heaven.
A Christian wo man, the wife of q min.
ister of the Gospel, was diving in the par
sonage near the old church, VIII ere on Sat-
urday night the choir used 10 assembl g
and rehearse for the following Sab bath,
and she sail:
'How STRANGELY sweet the choir re-
hearses Tonight; they have been re-.
hearsing there for an hou-"
"No," said some one about her, 'sthe
choir is not rehearSing tom night."
'Yes," she sa d, 81 know thev are. I
hear them sing; how very sweetly they
singw
Now it was not choir of earth that she
heard. but the choir of II avsn. 1 think
that Jesus sometimes sets ajar the door of
Heaven, and passage of that rapture
greets our ears. The minstrels of Heaven
strike such a tremendous strain the walls
IF Jasper can not hold it.
wonder will you sing that song? Will
sing it? Not unless our sins are par
1oned, and we learn now 20 sing the
praise of Christ, will we ever sing il
here. The fist great concert ever at.
;ended was in NV York, when Jul len,
n the "Crystal Palace" stood before
hundreds of singers and hundreds
IT players upon instruments. Some
II you may remember that occa-
lion; it was the first one of the kind at
which l was present, and / shall never
'orget it. ! saw that one nan standing,
Ind with the hand and foot WELD that
great harmony, beating the time. It
vas to me overwhe ming. But, oh, the
yrander scene when they shall come from
he east and from the west, and from
no HOi vi dut HUH tue SOuUN, "a great
multitude that no man can number" into
he temple of the skies. host beyond host,
ank beyond rank, gallery above gallery,
md Jesus shali stand before that great
lost to conduct the harmony, with his
hand; and his wounded feet!
ike the vH'ce of many waters, like the
'oice Of mighty thun lie 'ings, they shall
ry: "Worthy is tie Lamb = ftwes slam
o oreceive beSSin rs, and riches, and honor,
nd glory. and powe', woajd " ,thout end.
Amen and ameu!" Oh. f nv ear shall
lear no other sweet sounds, nay | hear
hat! Ii ] join no 9th r glad assemblage,
nay join thai.
I was readiny Of the battle Of Agin.
ourt, in VIII ch Henry V. figurel and it is
aid after the battle was won. gloriouslv
von, the King wanted to acknowledge
he divine interpostion, and he ordered
he chaplain to read the Psalm of David;
nd when he came to the word, s'Not unto
S, Lord, but unto thy name be the
raise" the King dismounted, and all the
avalry dismounted, and all the great
ost, Off GERS and men, threw themselves
n their faces. Oh, at the story of the
aviour's love and the Saviour's de.
verance, shall we not pros trate our.
elves before him now, hosts of earth and
osts Of Heaven, falling upon our faces
nd crying: "Not unto US, not unto US,
ut unto Thy name be the glory" II
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