The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-10-21

Che ruShlng 70 and IrO an0 Juo tAClo0 i.onS'
said TO myself, ~ do not know ] Ist where
we shall start again, but am bound for
the kingdom ANYHOW / do not want TO go
Just yet l want to be pastor of this people
] until am about eighty-nine years of age,
/ but | have someti mes thought that there
] a such glories ahead that l may be per
shaded to go little earlier-for instance. al
| eignty-two or elghty-tkree; but l really
think that. if we could have an apDrecla-
ton Of what G1d has in reserve for US, we
would want to go, stepping right out OF the
/ Academy of Music into tho glories of the
/ skies
All! that is good land. Why, they tell
nae that in that land they never have
heart ache. They tell me that man might
walk five hundred years in that land AMI
never see a tear or hear sigh. They tell
! roe that our friends VINO have left US ana
gone there, their feet are radiant as the
sun, and that they take hold of the hand of
| Jesus Familiarity, and that they ope that
hand aud see in the palm of it healed
| wound that must have been very cruel be-
| fore it was healed Aud they tell me that
| there is no winter there, and at tn y
never get hu CRY or C Id, and that the
sewing girl never wades through the snow
bank TO her daily toll, and that the CLOCK
new r strikes twelve for the Aight, but only
| twelve for he day.
See that light in the window. ] wonder
who set it there. 90" you say, "my
father that went into glory must have set
that light in the window" No; guess again.
| "My mother, who died fifteen years ago In
| Jesus. | think must have set that light
| there" No; guess again. You say, "My
darling little child, that last summer put
away for the surrectiOn, think she must
have set that light there in the
window" No; guess again. Jesus
Sat fhara. and hQ will If
burning until the day we put our finger on
the latch of the door aud go in to be at
home forever. OH when my sight gets
black in death, put on my eyelids that
sweet ointment. When in the last weari-
ness cannot take another step, just help
me put my feet on that doorsill. When my
ear catches no more the voices OF wife and
child, let me 60 right in, to have my deaf
ness cured by the stroke of the harperS
whose fingers fly over the strings with the
anthems of the lree
Heaven never burns downl The fires Of
the last day, that are already kindled Ia the
heart of the earth, but are hidden because
God keeps down the hatches-those internal
fires will after awhile break through the
crust; and the plains, and the mountains,
and the seas will be consumed, and the
flames will fling their long arms into the
skies; but all the terrors of a burning
world will do no more harm to
that heavenly temple than the fires
of the setting sun which kindle up the
window-glass of the hou % on yolder hill
top. o, blessed land! But 1 do not want
to go there until | see the BROOKLYN taber-
nacle rebuilt. You say, Twill it bep' You
might as well ask me if the sun will rise
tomorrow morning, or if the next
spring will put garlands on its head. You
and | may not do it-you and | may not
live RI II h1tf fha nburnh If q Nj dnac
not stand on two legs nor on a thousand
legs.
How did the Israelites get through the
Red seat | suppose somebody may have
come and said: There is no need of trying;
you will get your feet wet; you will sp)ll
your clothes; you will drown yourselves.
Whoever heard of getting through such
sea as that!" How did they get
through it? Did they go back9 No Did
go to the left? No. They went forward in
the strength of the Lord Almighty; and
that's the way we mea to get tn rouga the
Red sea. By going forward. But says
soma one: IF we should build larger
church, would you be- able, with your voice,
to fill itW Why, have been wearing N.Y.
self out for the last sixteen years trying to
keep my voice 10. Give me room, where l
can preach the glories of Christ and the
grandeurs of heaven.
Forward We have to march on, break
ing down all bridges behind us, making
retreat impossible. Throw away your
knapsack if it impedes your march. Keep
your sword arm free. Strike for Christ
and his kingdom while you may. No peo-
pie ever had a better mission than you
are sent on. Prove yourselves worthy. If
am not fit to be your leader, set me aside.
The brightest goal on earth that can think
Of &c sIeA Ahn
mountains. But | am not afraid to lead
you. have some dollars; they are at your
disposal. have good physical health; it is
yours as long as it lasts. have enthusiasm
of soul; l will not keep it back from your
service. have some faith in G. ID, and |
shall direct it toward the rebuilding of our
new spiritual house. Come on, then. l
will lead you.
Come on, ye aged men, not yet passed
over Jordan! Give us one more lift before
you go 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
Let women consecrate their persuasiveness
and persistence to this cause, aud they will
be preparing benedictions for their dying
hour and everlasting re wards; and if Satan
really did burn that tabernacle down, as
some people say he did, he will find it the
p crest jobhe ever undertook.
Good by, old tabernacle. l put my
fingers to my lip and throw kiss to the de-
parted church. In the la t day, may we he
able to meet the songs there sung, and the
prayers 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 sklesl Good-by,
Brooklyn tabernacle of 1881 But
welcome our new church. Il see it as
plainly as though it were already builtD
Your gates wider, your songs more tri-
umphant, your ingatherings more glorious.
Rise out of the ashes and greet our waiting
vision Burst on our souls, o day of our
church's resu rection! By your affairs may
we be prepared for the hour when the fire
snall try every mans work of what sort it
is. Welcome, Brooklyn tabernacle of 1S90l
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