The Brookhaven leader., 1889-10-31


porter Of this people until I am about
eighty nine years of age. but have
sometimes thought that there are snch
glories ahead that may be pursuaded to
go a little earlier--for instance at eighty
two or eighty.three; but really think
that II we could have an appreciation OF
what God has in reserve for us, we would
want to go. stepping right out OF the
Academy Of Music into the glories OF the
skies.
Ali that Is a good land. Why, they
tell me that in Shat land they never have
q heartache, They tell me that man
might walk five hundred years in that
land and never see a tear or hear O sigh.
They tell me that our fri ,nds who have
left us aud gone there, their feet are ra-
diant rs the sun, and they take hold OF
the hand OF Jesus Familiarity, aud that
they open their hand and see in the palm
OF it a healed wound that must have been
very cruel before 1t was healed. And
they tell me that there is no winter there.
and that they never get hungry or cold,
and that the sowing girl never wades
through the snow bank to her daily toll,
and that the clock never strikes twelve
for the night bu: only twelve for the day.
See that light in tho window. Iwon.
1
"my father that went into glory must
have set that light in the window" No;
guess again. my mother, who died if
teen years ago in Jesus, l think must
have set that light thore." No; guess
again. You say: "My darling little child,
that last summer put away for the res
| direction. / think she must have set that
light there in the window" No; guess
again. Jesus set it there; and He will
keep 1t burning until the day we put our
finger on tie latch of the door and go in
to be OF home forever. Oil when my
sight gets black in death. put on my eye
lids that sweet ointment. Whom in the
last WEAKNESS l can not 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 go
right in to have my deafness cured by
the stroke of the harpers whose fingers
fly over the strings with the anthems OF
the free.
Heaven never burns DOWN. The fires
Of the last day, that are already kindleG
in 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 ling their
long arms into the skies; lut all the ter
rors 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 house IN yonder
hill top. Oh, blessed land! But | do not
want to go there until see the Brooklyn
Tabernacle rebuilt You say: ''Will it
bep You might as we'll ask me if the
sun will rise tomorrow morning, or il
the next spring will put garlands Gu its
head. You and 1 may not do it-yOG and
l may not live to see it; but the Church
of God does not stand on two legs nor Cd
q thousand legs.
How did the Israelities get through the
Red Sea? l suppose somebody may have
come and said: There is no need of
trying; you will yet your feet wet; you
will spoil your clothes; you will drown
yourselves. Who ever hearl of getting
through such sea as that?" How did
they get through it? Did they go back?
No. Did they go to the right? No. Did
they go to the left? No. They went for
| ward in the strength of the Lord Al.
mighty; and that is the way we mean to
go through the Red Sea. BY going for
| ward. But says one: IL we should
build larger church, would you be able
with you voice to fill itr' Why. have
been wearing myself out for the last six
teen years in trying to keep my voice in.
Give me room where | can preach the
giOries of Christ and the grandeurs o.
| Heaven.
Forward! We have to march on, break.
ing down all bridges behind u, 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
people 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
l can think of is a country parsonage
| amidst the mountains. But | am not
afraid to lead you. have some dollars;
they are at your disposal. l have good
physical health; it is yours as long as it
lasts. l have enthusiasm Of soul; l will
not keep it back from your services.
have soma faith in God, and l shall direct
it toward the rebuilding of our spiritual
house. Come on, then. l will lead you.
Come on, We aged men, not yet passed
over Jordanl Give US one more life be-
fore you go into the promise land. You
men in middle life, harness all your bus
mess facilities to this enterprise. Young
man, put the fire of your soul into this
work. Lot women consecrate their per.
suasiveness and persistence to this cause,
and 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 poorest job he ever
undertook.
Goodbye, old Tabernacle. l put my
fingers to my lips and throw kiss to the
departed church. In the last day, may
we be able to meet the songs there sung,
and the prayers there offered, and the
sermons there preached. Good bye, old
place, where some Of us first felt the
Gospel peace, and others heard the last
message ere they fed away into the
skies! Goodbye, Brooklyn Tabernacle
of 1873! But welcome our new church.
q see it as plainly as though it were al
ready builtD Your gates wider, your
songs more triumphant, your gathering;
more glorious. Rise out of the ashes and
greet our waiting vision! Burst on our
souls oh day of our church's resurrec-
ton! By your affairs may we be prepared
for the hour when the fire shall try every
mans work of what sort it is. Welcome,
Brooklyn Tabernacle OF 1890!
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