Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1889-07-25

| Luther and Magdalene, the daughter he
bemoaned; John Howard and the pris-
oners whom he gospelized; and multi
tudes without number who, once SO
weary and SO sad, parted ON earth but
gloriously met in Heaven. Among all
the rooms of that house there is no one
that more enraptures my soul than that
reception room. In my Fathers house
are many rooms.
Another room in our Fathers house is
the throne room. We belong to the
royal family. The blood of King Jesus
flows in our veins, SO we have a right to
enter the throne room. 1t is no easy
thing ON earth to get through even the
outside door of kings residence.
During the Franco German war one
eventide in the summer of 1870, l stood
studying the exquisite sculpturing of
the gate of the Tuileries, Paris. Lost
in admiration of the wonderful art of
that gate knew not that l was exciting
suspicion. Lowering my eyes to the
crowds of people l found myself bein 6
closely inspected by government Off
Gals, who from my complexion judged
me to be German, and that for some
belligerent purpose l might be examin-
ing the gates OF the palace. My expla-
isfy them and they followed me long
distances until reached my hotel, and
were not satisfied until from my land
lord they found that l was only an in
offensive American. The gates of
earthly palaces are carefully guarded,
and, if SO, how much more severely the
throne room. A dazzling place is it for
mirrors and all costly art. No ore who
ever saw the throne room of the first and
only Napoleon will ever forget the let
ter n embroidered in purple and gold
on the upholstery of chair and window,
the letter n gilded on the wall, the let
ter n chased on the chalices, the letter
n flaming from the ceiling. What q
confagration of brilliance the throne
room of Charles Emmanuel of Sardinia,
of Ferdinand of Spain, of Elizabeth of
England, of Boniface of Italy. But the
throne room of our Fathers house hath
a glory eclipsing all the throne rooms
that ever saw scepter wave or crown
glitter or foreign ambassador bow, fer
our Fathers throne is a throne of grace,
a throne Of mercy, throne of holiness,
a throne of justice, throne of universal
dominion. We need not stand SILVER
ing and covering before it, for our
Father says We may yet one day come up
and sit on il beside him. TO him that
overcometh will 1 grant to sit with me
in my throne" You see We are princes
and princesses. Perhaps now we move
about incognito, as Peter the Great in
the garb of ship carpenter at Amster-
dam or as Queen Tirzah in the dress of
peasant woman seeking the prophet
for her child's cure: but 1t will be found
out after awhile who We are when We get
int Ava
not wait until then. We may by prayer
moment enter the throne room. o king,
live forever. We touch the forgiving
scepter and PROSTATE ourselves at thy
feet! The crowns of the royal families
of this world are tossed about from gen.
Grafton to generation and from family
to family. There are children 4 years
old in Berlin who have seen the crown
on three emperors. But wherever the
ceronets of this world rise or fall, they
are destined to meet in one place. And
l look and see them coming from north
and south and east and west, the Span
ish crown, the Italian crown, the En-
glish crown, the Turkish crown, the
Russian crown, thy Persian crown, aye,
all the crowns from under the great
alchivolt of Heaven; and while l watch
and wonder they are all flung in rain of
diamonds around the pierced feet.
Jesus shall reign wher'er the sun
Does His successive journeys rum
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore
Till sun shall lise and set no more.
Oh, that throne room of Christ! I'm my
Fathers house are many rooms"
Another room in our Fathers house is
the music room. st. John and other
Bible writer's talk SO much about the
music of Heaven that there must be mu-
sic there, perhaps not such as on earth
was thrummed from trembling string or
evoked by touch of ivory key, but if not
that, then something better. There are
SO many Christian harpists and Chris
tian composers and Christian organists
and Christian choristers and Christian
hymnOlegists that have gone up from
of especial delectation. Shall we have
music in this world of discords and no
music in the land of complete harmony?
l cannot give you the notes of the first
bar of the new song that is sung in
Heaven, l cannot imagine either the
solo or the doxology. But Heaven
means music, and can mean nothing else.
Occasionally that music has escaped the
gate. DR.. Fuller dying at Beaufort. S.
C., said: DO you not hear?" Hear
what?' exclaimed the bystanders. The
music! Lift me up! Open the window"
In that music room of our Fathers house,
you will some day meet the old Chris
tian masters, Mozart and Handel and
Mendelssohn and Beethoven and Dod-
bridge, whose sacred poetry was as re-
markable as his sacred prose, and
James Montgomery and William Cow
per, at last got rid of his spiritual mel
ancholy, and Bishop Heber, who sang of
"Greenland's icy mountains and Indias
coral strand" and Dr.. Raffles, who wrote
of High in yonder realms of light, and
Isaac Watts, who went to visit Sir
Thomas Abney and wife for week but
proved himself SO agreeable 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 Calvinists; and George W. Bethune,
as sweet as song maker as he was great
as preacher and the author of THE
Village 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 than any
earthly Gottschalk. Oh that music room,
the headquarters of cadence and rhythm,
symphony and chant, psalm and anti |
phon! May we be there some hour
when Haydn sits at the keys of one of
his own oratOrios, and David the psal- |
mist fingers the harp, and Miriam OF the
Red Sea banks claps the cymbals, and |
Gabriel puts his lips to the trumpet and |
he four-and-twenty soldiers chant, and |
Lind and Parepa render matchlsss duet |
in the music room of the old Heavenly |
homestead. In my Fathers house are |
many rooms"
Another room in our Fathers house
will be the family room. 1t may CORE
spond somewhat with the family room
on earth. At morning and evening, you
know. that is the place we now meet.
Though every member of the household |
have separate room, in the family
room they all gather, and joys and sor-
rows and experiences of all styles are
here rehearsed. Sacred room in all our