Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-07-11

! the gate. DR.. Fuller dying at Beaufort,
s. c., said: 'Do you not hear? ,
"Hear what?' exclaimed the bystand-
ers. ''The musicl Lift me up! Open
| the window!'' In that music room of
our Fathers house, you will some day
meet the old Christian masters, Mozart
| and Handel and Mendelssohn and Bee
| thoyen and DOddTidge, whose sacred
| poetry was as remarkable as his sacred
| prose, and James Montgomery and Will
liam Cowper at last got rid of his spiritual
| melancholy, and Bishop Heber, who
| sang of Greenland IS icy mountains
| and India S coral strand;' and DR..
! Rallies, who wrote of s'Hlgh in yonder
| realms Of light, - and Isaac Watts,
VINO went to visit Sir Thomas Abney
| and wife for week, but proved him
| self so agreeable a guest that they made
| him stay thirty-six years; and side by
| side Augustus TOplady who has got over
| his dislike for Methodists, and Charles
| Wesley, freed from his dislike for Cal
| vinistS; and George W. Bethune, as
| sweet as q song maker as he was great as
/ 8 preacher and the author Of ''The Vii
| lage Hymns;' and many who wrote in
| verse or song, in church or by eventide
! cradle, and many who were passionately
fond of music but could make none
themselves. The poorest singer there
more than any earthly prima donna, and
the poorest players there more thany any
earthly Gottschalk. Oh that music room,
| the headquarters of cadence and
rhythm, symphony and chant, psalsm
and antiphonI May be there will be
there some hour when Haydn sits at the
keys of one of his own oratouos, and
David the psalmlst fingers the harp, and
Miriam of the Red sea banks claps the
oymbals, and Gabriel puts his lips to the
trumpet and the four and twenty soldiers
chant, and Lind and PGrepa render
matehless duet in the music room of the
old heavenly homestead. ''In my Faith
err house are many rooms - -
ANOTHER ROOM IN OUR FATHER S HOUSE
WILL BE THE FAMILY ROOM. g
1t may correspond somewhat with the
family room on, earth. AT morning and
evening, you know, that is the placeSWe
now meet. Though every member of tue
household have a separate room, in the
family room they all gather, and joys and
sorrows and experiences of all styles are
there rehearsed. Sacred room in all our
dwellings,! Whether it be luxurious with
ottomans and divans and books in Rus
sian lids standing in mahogany case,
or there be only a few plain chairs
and q cradle. So the family room on
high will be the place where the kinsfOlk
assembled and talk over the family ex-
peuences of earth, the weddings, the
births, the burials, the festal days of
Christmas and Thanksgiving reunion.
VIII the children departed remain chill
dren there? viii the aged remain aged
there? Oh, no; everything is per-
feet there. The child will go ahead to
glorified maturity, and the aged will GO
back to glorified maturity. The rising
sun of the one will rise to meridian and
the descending sun OF the other will
return to meridian. However
much we love our children on
earth we would consider it domestic dis
aster if they stayed children, and so we
rejoice at their growth here. And when
we meet in the family room of our Faith
er's house we will be glad that they have
grandly and gloriously matured; while
our parents who were aged and infirm
here, we shall be glad to find restored to
the most agile and vigorous Immortality
there. If forty or fOrty-five or fifty
years be the apex Of physical and mental
life on earth, then the heavenly child
hood viii advance to that and the heav-
emily old age will retreat to that.
When we join them in that family room
we shall have much to tell them. We
shall want to know of them right away
such things as these: Did you see us in
this, or that, or the other struggle? Did
you know when we lost our property and
sympathize with us? Did you know that
we had that awful sickness? Were you
lowering anywhere around when wei
plunged into that memorable accident?
Did you know of our backsliding? Did
you know of that moral victory? Were
you pleased when we started for heaven?
Did you celebrate the hour OF our con-
version? And then, whether they know
1t or not, we will tell them all. But they
will have more to tell us than we to tell
them. Ten years on earth may be very
eventful, but
WHAT MUST BE THE BIOGRAPHY OF TEN
YEARS IN HEAVEN?
They will have to tell us the story of
coronations, story of news from all i'm
mensity, story of conquerors and HER
archs, story of wrecked or ransomed
planets, story OF angelic victory over
diabolio revolts, of extinguished suns,
of obliterated consultations, of new
galaxies kindled and swung, of stranded
comets, of worlds on fire, and story Of
jehovah s majestic reign. If i'll that
family room Of cur Fathers house we
have so much to tell them of what we
have passed through since we parted,
how much more thrilling and
arousing that which they have to
tell us of what they have passed through
since we parted. Surely that family
room will be one of the most favored
rooms in all our Father IS house. What
long lingering there, for we shall never
again be in q hurry. ''Let me QAen a
window, - said an humble ChristiaAser-
want to Lady Raffies, who, because of the |
death of her child, had shut herself
up in a dark room and refused to see
anyone; ''you have been many days in
this dark room. Are you not |
ashamed to grieve in this manner,
when you ought to be thanking God |
for having given you the most beautiful |
child that ever was seen, and instead of |
leaving him in this world till he should |
be worn with trouble, has not God taken |
him to heaven in all his beauty? Leave |
off weeping and let me open a window -
So to-day 1 am trying to open upon the |
darkness of earthly separation the |
windows and doors and rooms of the heav- !
emily homestead. 'fIn my Fathers |
house are many rooms.
How would it do for my sermon to |
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