Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1889-08-02

Jams may depart inc c2tiln may Dutni Nhe
light Of tho stars may be blown out by the
blast Of the Judgment hurricanei but life
and death, things present and things TO come,
are mine. Yea, further than that-it means
a peaceful death Mrs. Hemans, Mrs Sigour-
ney, DR.. Young, and almost all the poets
have said handsome things about death.
There is nothing beautiful about it. When
we stand by the white and rigid features
Of those whom we love, and they give
no answering pressure Of the hand and
no returning kiss of the lip, we do
not want anybody poetizing around
about us Death is loathsomeness, and mid
night, and the wringing of the heart until
the teudrils snap and curl in the torture, I'M
less Christ shall be with us. 1 confess 10 you
an infinite fear, a consuming horror Of death,
unless Christ shall be with me. would rather
20 down into a cave Of wild beasts or a jungle
Of reptiles than into the grave, unless Christ
goes with me- VIII you tell me that am tc
be carried out from my bright home and put
away in the darknessl ! cannot bear dark
ness. At the first coming Of the evening
must have the gas lighted, and the further on
in life get the more like to have my friends
round about me.
DO NOT FEAR DEATH.
And am / to be put off for thousands o.
years in dark place, with no one to speak
TOT When the holidays come and the gifts
are distributed, shall / add no joy to the
MERRY Christmas" or the "Happy New
Yearln All, do not point down to the hole in
the ground, the grave, and call it a beautiful
place. Unless there be some supernatural
illumination I shudder back from it. Ny
whole nature revolts at it But now this
glorious lamp is lifted above the grave, and
T.
look into it now without single shudder.
Now my anxiety is not about death; my
anxiety is that may live Alright, for know
that if my life is consistent when l COME
to the last hour, and this voice is silent
and these eyes are closed, and these
hands with which beg for your eternal sal
walton today are folded over the still heart
that then shall only begin to live. What
power is there in anything to chill NE in the
last hour if Christ wraps around me the
skirt Of his own garment What darkness
can fall upon my eyelids then amid the
heavenly daybreakl 0 Death. will not fear
thee then. Back to thy cavern Of darkness
thou robber of all the earth. Fly thou de
spoiler Of families. With this battle AK
hew thee in twain from helmet to sandal
the voice Of Christ sounding all over the
earth and through the heavens: 20 Death,
will be thy plague o Grave, l will be thy
destruction"
To be saved is to wake up in the presencs
Of Christ. You know when Jesus was upon
earth how happy he made every house he
went into, and when he brings US up to bis
house in heaven how great shall be our glee
His voice has more music in it than is to be
heard IN all the oratorios of eternity.
JESUS Is HEAVENS BLOOM.
Talk not about banks dashed with effiores.
cence. Jesus is the chief bloom Of heaven.
We shall see the very face that beamed sym.
pathy in Bethany, and take the very hand
that dropped its blood from the short beam
of the cross. Oh, l want to stand in eternity
with him. Toward that harbor 1 steer To
ward that goal l run. l shall be satisfied
when awake in his likeness.
THEN YOU WILL KNOW.
Oh, broken hearted men and women, how
sweet it will be in that good land to pour all
of your hardships and bereavements and
losses into the loving ear of Christ, and then
have him explain why It was best for you to
be sick, and why it was best for you to be
widowed, and why it was best for you to be
prosecuted, and why it was best for you to be
tried, and have him point to an elevation pro-
portionate to your disquietude here, saying:
"You suffered with me on earth, come up
now and be gloTified with me in heaven
Some one went into a house where there had
been a good deal Of trouble, and said to the
woman there, "You seem to be lonely"
"Yes,n she said, 81 am lonely" "How many
in the familyl" "Only myself" Have you
had any childrenw II had seven children.
"Where are theyf "Gone." IAN goner
GAIL" San deadf' "All." Then she breathed
a long sigh into the loneliness, and said 'Oh,
sir, have been good mother to the grave
And so there are hearts here that are utterly
broken down by the bareavenents Of life. /
point you today to the eternal balm of heaven.
Are there any here that am missing this
morningl Oh, you poor waiting maidl your
hearts sorrow poured in no human ear, lone
ly and sad how glad you will be when Christ
shall disband all your sorrows, and crown
you queen unto God aud the Lamb foreverl
Aged men and women, fed by his love and
warmed by his grace for threescOre years
and ten win not your decrepitude change for
the leap of hart when you come to look face
to face upon him whom having not seen you
lOvel That will be the Good Shepherd, not
out In the night and watching to keep off the
wolves, but with the lamb reclining on Gle
sunlit hill That will be the captain Of our
salvation, not amid the roar and crash and
boom Of battle, but amid his disbanded troops
keeping victorious festivty That win be
the Bridegroom Of the church coming from
afar, the bride leaning upon his arm while
he looks down into her face and says, BE
hold, thou art fair, my Lowell Behold, thou
art fairin