The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1889-10-25

death; but there cometh sftera while q song,
q c ant, an anthem. q battle march. ajubilse,
a coronation. Oh. do you not fesl the breath
Of Christ's sympathy now, you wounded !
ones, you troubled ones? lfyou do not l
would like to tell You Of tho chaplain y ths
walk, but he heard q distance among thu
dying man who said: 20. my Godl" He
snid to himself, II must help that man
though can't walk"
SO he rolled over and rolled through his
own blood and rolled on over many of the
slain. until he came where thi. poor fellow
was suffering and he preached to him the
comfort of the gospel. and with his own
wound he seemed to soothe that mans
wound. 1t was sympathy going out to-
wards an object most necessitOus, aud ono
that he could easily understand. And soft
is with Christ, though wounded all over him.
self, he hears the cry Of our repentance, th:
our poverty, the cry of our
wretchcdness, and he says: II
must 20 and help that soul" and he rolls
over with wounds in his head, wounds In his
hands. wounds in his feet, toward u.s., until
he comes just where We are weltering In ov;'
own blood, and he puts his arm over US
and see it 10 II wounded arm and It was
wounded hand-and IA he throws his arm
over US llear him say: II have loved thee
with an everlasting love" :.
Again, We must look to Christ Is our final
rescue. We cannot With these eyes, however
good our sight may I've, catch u glimpse Of
the heavenly land for which our souls long.
But have no more doubt that beyond the
cold river there is place oIglory und ofrest.
| that We have that across the Atlantic
oceun there is another continent. But
the heavenly land mud this land stand in
mighty contrast. This il barrenness and
that verdurc. These shallow streams Oi
1, oh ~ tfr1,f IL ne
IL mules hoof trample into mire, compared
with the bright crystalline river IRON under
the throne, on the hunks Of which river the
armies OF heaven may rest. and into whose
clear food the trees Of life dip their branches.
These instrument OF earthly music. SO
the harps that thrill with eternal raptures,
| and the trumpets that are SO musical that
they wake the dead. These streets along
which wego panting in summer. and the poOl
man carries his burden and the vngrnnt nski
tor alms. ani along which shuttle the feet .
pain and wantand woe, compared with tllos,
streets that sound forever with the feet ofjoy
md holiness, and those wallis made out o
nll manner o precious st ones. the light inter
shot with reflections from jasper and clryso
lite unl topnz and sur.lonyx and beryl an,
emerald und chrysoprasus.
oh, the contrast between this world ,wher
We struggle with temptation that will not b
joy. perfect holiness and perfect rest! Snid
little blind child: Mamma, will be blind II
heaven?" "Oh, no, my dear" replied tn
mother, you won't lie blind in heaven.
A little lame child said: Mamma, will I b
lame In henysn?" NO." she replied
"you won't he lnme in heaven" Why
when the plninest Christian pilgrim arrive
ut the heavenly gate it opens 10 him, and n
the angels come down to escort him In. nn
they spread the banquet and they keep fest
: val over the august arrival, and Jesus come
with crown and says, Wear this" an
). points 10 IL throne and says, Mount this.
Then the old citizens OF heaven come aroun
to hear the newcomers recital of delivereuc
wrought Tor him. and ns the newly arrive
soul tells oi the grnce that par,loned and til
mercy that snved him, all the inhabitant
. :, shout the praisrOf the King. crying, "Prnis
Him Praise Him.
Quaint John Banyan caught glimpse
that contamination when he said: Just Il
the gates were opened to let in the man.
! looked in after them, md behold the cit
shone like the sun; the streets were uls
, pnved with gold, aud in them walked man
men with crowns on their heads, and golde
! harps to sing praises witlal. And ufte
that they shut mp the gatas, which when
had seen, wislled myself among them"