The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-02-10

banks Of the Raritan in the village ceme-
terry; but those hands are stretched out to-
ward me to-day, aud they are just as warm
and they ara just as gentle as when L
sat ON her knee at years of age
And shall never shake Off those
hands. do not want TO. They have
helped me SO much a thousand times
already, and do not expect TO have a
trouble or a trial between this and my
grave where those hands will not help me-
IL was not very splendid home, as the
world calls it; but we had family Bible
there, well worn by tender perusal; and
there was a family altar there, where we
knelt morning a I'd night; and there was a
holy Sabbath there; and stretched in a
straight line or hung in loops or fes-
toons, there was a scarlet line in the win
dow. o the tender precious, blessed men,
ory of a christian homel Is that tine inn
preston you are making upon your child
renf When you are dead-and 1t will not
be long before you are-when you are dead,
will vour child say: "If there ever was
good christian father, mine was one. If
there ever was good christian mother.
mine was oneW
Still further: we want this scarlet line of
the text drawn across the window Of our
prospects. | see Rahab and her father, and
her mother, and her brothers and sisters,
looking out over Jericho, the city of palm
trees, and across the river, and over at the
army invading, and then up to the noun
tains aud the sky. Mind you, this house
was on the wall, and / suppose the pros
pect from the window must have been very
wide. Besides that. do not think that the
scarlet line at all interfered with the view of
the landscape. The assurance it gave of
safety must have added to the beauty Of the
country. To-day, my friends, we sit in the
window Of earthly prospects, and we look
Off toward the hills Of heaven and the land
scape of eter nal beauty. God has opened
the window for us, and we look out. We
now only get dim outline Of the inhab-
itants. We now only here and there catch
a note of the exquisite harmony.
But blessed be God for this scarlet line in
the window. That tells me that the blood
of Christ bought that home for my soul,
and l shall go thar when my work is d one.
And as put my hand on that scarlet line,
everything in the future brightens, My
ey sight gets better, and the robes Of the
victors are more lustrous and our loved
ones who went away some time ago
they do not stand any more with
their backs to us, but their faces are
this way and their voices drop through
this Sabbath air, saying with all ten
derness and sweetness: "Comel Comel
Gomez Aud the child that you think of
only as burled--why, there she is, and it is
May day in heaven; and they gather the
amarauth, aud they pluck the lilies, and
they twist them into a garland for her brow,
and she is one Of the May queens of heaven
o, do you think they could SEQ our waving
to-day9 1t is quite pleasa day, pretty
clear, and not many clouds in the sky. i
wonder il they can see us from that
good lands l think they can. Ii
from this window of earthly
prospects we can almost SEQ them, then
from their towers of light | think they can
sully see us. And SO | wave them the glory.
and wave them the joy, and say: "Have
you got through with all your troubles"
aud Jheir voices answer: "God hath wiped
away all tears from our eyes" / say: 'Is
it as grand up there as you thought it
would beT and the voices answer: Eye
hath not seen nor ear heard, neither hath it
entered into the heart OF man, the things
which God hath prepared fJr those that
love him." / say: do you have any more
struggle for bread g'and they answer: 1--WE
hunger no more, we thirst no more.n And
say: "Have you been out to the cemetery
Of the golden cityp and they answer:
"There is no death here.n And / look out
through the heavens, and / say: "Where
do you get your light from nights. and
what do you burn in tho templep and they
answer: There is no night here, and we
have no need Of candle or Of STAR" And
say: "Wha book do you sing out Off" and
they answer: "The Halleluiah Chorusn
And l say: "In the splendor and mag
nificence Of the city, don't you ever get
losti" and they answer: THE Lamb which
is In the midst Of the throne leadeth us to
living fountains Of water" how near
they seem. Their wings-do YOU not feel
thoma Their harps-do you not hear thema
And all that through the window of our
earthly prospects, across which stretcheth
the scarlet line. Be that my choice color
forever. Is it too glaring for you? Do you
like the blue because it reminds you of the
sky, or the green because it makes you think
of the foliage, or the black because it has in
it the shadow Of the nightl l take the scar
let because il shall make me think Of the
price that was paid for my soul. o the
blood the blood the blood of the lamb of
God that taketh away the sin of the world.
| see where ycu are. You are at the cross
roads. The next step decides everything.
Pause before you take it; but do not pause
too long. l hear the blast of the trumpet
that wakes the dead. Look outl Look out
For in that day, and in our closing moment
on earth, better than any other defense or
however high or broad or stu
pendous, will be one little, thin, scarlet
thread in the window.