The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1889-10-24

nave set that light therc IN the window. No
guess again. Jesus set IL there: and He
will keep il burning until the
day we put cur. finger on the
latch of the door and go in 20 be at
home forever. OH when my sight gets black
in death, put on my cyeids that sweet oint-
ment. When in the last wearineSs cannot
take another step just help me put my foot
ON that doorsill. When my ear catches no
more the voices OF wife and child. let me 20
right in, TO have my deafness cured by the
stroke OF tho harpcrs whose fingers Nv over
the strings with the anthems Of the free.
Heaven never burns down. The fires Of
the last day, that are already kindled in the
heart OF the earth, but are hidden because
God keeps down the hatches-those Internal
fires will after while break through the
crust and the plains, and the mountains and
the seas will bc consumed, and the flames
will fling their long arms into the skies. but
all the tcrrors Of n burning world will do no
more harm 20 that heavenly temple than the
fires of tho setting sun which kindle up the
window glass OF the house on wonder hill ton
Oh, blessed landl But I do not want 20 20
there until see the Brooklyn Tabernacle re-
built. You say, "Will it beT You might
rs well ask me IL the sun will rise tomorrow
morning, or IL the next spring will put gar
lands on its head. You and I may not do
it-you and may not live to sec IL: but the
Church of God does not stand on two legs
nor on thousand legs
How did the lsrnclites got through the Rcd
Sea- ] suppose somebody may have come
and said: There is no need of trying; you
will get your feet wet; you will spoil your
'lothcs you will drown yourselves. Who.
ever heard of getting through such sen A.
that" How did they get through
itl Did they 20 back? No Did thor
go TO tho right No. Did they go 4
the left' No. They went forward in
the strength Of the Lord Almighty: and that
~ sEa g.. m
Sen. BY going forward. But says some one
"lf we should build larger church. would
| YOU be able with your voice 60 ill itY' Why
' have been wearing myself out for the last
| sixteen years In trying tn keep my voice in
Give me room where can preach the glores
of Christ and the grandcurs OF heaven.
Forward We have 10 march on. breaking
! down all bridges behind us, making retreat
| impossible. Throw away your knapsaclx il Il
! impcdes your march. Keep your sword arm
! free. Strike for Christ and His kingdom
| while you may. No people ever had n better
mission than you are sent on. Prove your
selves worthy. If 7 am not nt 20
he your leader, set mo aside. The bright.
est goal on earth that can think
ot lisa country parsonage amidst the mount
aims. But am not afraid 10 lead YOU. I
have some dollars; they nre at your disposal.
/ have good physical health; IL is yours rs
/ long ns IL lasts. | have enthusiasm of soul:
will not keep II back from vour service. I
/ have some faith in God, and shall direct II
! toward the rebuilding Of our new spiritual
/ house. Come on, then. ! will lead YOU.
Come on, yc ngcl men, not yet passed over
| Jordan! Give us one more lift before Won 90
| into the promised land. You men in middle
| life harness all your business faculties to
| this enterprise Young man, put the fire OF
| your soul into this work Lot women conse.
! crate their pcrsuasiveuess and persistence e.
! this cause and they will bc preparing beuo
! lictions FOR their dying hour and everlasting
! rewards; and II Satan really did burn that
Tabernacle down, as some people sny he did,
/ he will find IL the poorest job he ever under.
| took.
! Good-by, old Tabernacle. put my fingers
! to my lips and throw a kiss To the departed
| church. In the last day. may We be able to
meet the songs there sung and the prsyers
| there offered, and the sermons there preached
| Good-by, old place where some Of us first
| felt the Gospel peace and others heard the
! last message ere they fled away into the skies
/ GoOd-by, Brooklyn Tabernacle Of 1873 But
welcome our new church. q see it rs plainly
| rs though IL were already bultD Youi
| gatcs wider, your songs moro triumphant,
! your ingatherngs more glorious. Rise out
! IF the ashes and greet our waiting vision
Burst on our souls, oh day of our church's
resurrection BY your affairs may we be pre-
| pared for the hour when the fire shall try
| every mans work Of what sort IL L.. We.
| come, Brooklyn Tabernacle of 1900,