Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1890-09-08

lbi AitINl A.tiltulNN ll.ttb We SEtil DldlSC MN
on strinSed instruments and organs There
is in such music much to,suggest the high
or worship, Tor read that when he had
taken the hoUI. the fJuI-and-twenty elders
fell down before Che lamb, having every
one of them "harps,' and 81 heard tho
voice Of the harpcrs harping with theil
harps" and Il saw them that had gotten
the victory from the beast standing on the
sen Of glass, having The harps Of Cod"
Yes, the song is to be accompanied You
say that ali this is fguratiye. Then | say
prove it. do not kpoE how much of it is
literal and how much OF it is fgurative
Who can say but that from some Of The
precious woc;ls Of earth and heaven there
may not be r.ladc Instruments Of celestial
accord? In that worship David may take
the harp, and IIabnkkul the shigionoth
and when the great multitudes shall, fol
lowing their own incliuatiOns, take up in
struments swCcter than MoHartevcr finger
cd, or Schumann ever dreamed Of or Bee
thOvcn ever wrote for, let all heaven make
ready for the burst Of stupcndous min.
strelsy and the roll of the eternal orchestra
AN ANTICIPATIvE SONG.
Further, it will be an anticipative song
Why, my friends, heaven has hardly begun
yet. Ii you had taken the opening piece
of music today for the whole service you
would not have made so great mistake
rs to suppose that heaven is fully inaugu
rated Fcstal Ghoruses on earth last only a
short while, The famous musical convo.
cation at Dusseldorf ended with the fourth
day Our holidays last only eight or ten
hat
many years, has only just begun 'thc new
song" II the Glorified inhabitants recount
past doliverances they will also enkindle nj
gloricS to come. If Mt 0 o'clock, when the
church opened, you had taken the few PEG
pie who were scattered through it as the
main audience, you would not have made
so great mistake Us if you supposed that
the present population Of heaven are to be
its chief citizenship Although millions
are already there, the inhabitants are only
Il handful compared with the future popu
Iations. All China il yet 30 be saved. All
India is yet to be saved All Borneo is yet
to be saved. All Switzerland is yet to be
saved All Italy is yet to be saved. All
Spain is yet to be saved All Russia is yet
to be saved. All Franco is yet to be saved
All England is yet to he saved. All Amer.
ica is yet to be saved All the world is yet
to lie saved After that there may be Other
worlds to conquer. do not know but that
every star that glittcrs in our nights is an
inhabited world, and that from all those
spheres II mighty host are to march into
our heaven. There will be no gate to keep
them out. We do not want to keep them
out. We will not want TO keep them out
God will not want to keep them out.
have sometimes thought that all the
of earth that go into glory are but
II very small colony compared with the in
fluN from the whole universe. God could
build n heaven large enough not only fOl
the universe but for 10000 universes. do
not know just how it will be, bat this
know-that heaven is to be constantly
augmented, and that the song of glory is
rising higher and higher and the process
sion is being multiplied If heaven sang
when Abel went up-the first soul thai
ever left earth for glory-hoW must it sing
now when souls go up in locks from all
hour by hour and moment
by momcntY
THEEELL BE no PARTING THERE.
Our happy gatherings on earth are chill
I'd by the thought that soon we must sep
lrate. Thanksgiving and Christmas days
come, and the rail trains flying thitherare
crowded, Glad reunions take place. We
have "a time of great enjoyment. But soon
it is Good by" in the hail. Good by" at
The door, "Good-by" ON the street, Good
by at the rail train, Good by" at the
steamboat wharf We meet in church. II
n good to be here But soon the doXology
will be sung, the beucdictiun pronounced,
and the audience will be gone. But there
ire no separations, no good-bys in heaven
At the door Of the house of many mansions
10 guod-bys. Atthc pcarly gate no good
Dys. The song will bemore pleasant he
'ause we are always to sing it. Mightier
song rs our her friends come in. Mightier
song is other garlands are set on the brow
If Jesus. MiShticr song as Christ's glories
Unfold
If the first day we enter heaven we sing
we'll the next day we sing better Song
of more light, of more love,
If more triumphs. Always something new
% hear, something new to see. Many good
people suppose that we shall see heaven
he first dayw get there. MOI You can
not see London in two weeks. You cannot
n,e Rome in six weeks You cannot see
Venice in n month. lou cannot see the
great city of the New Jerusalem in n day.
40, it will take all eternity to see heaven,
% count the towers, to examine the tru
,hies, to gaze upon the throne, to see the
lierdrchs. Ages on ages roll, and yet
laaveu is neWl The streets newt The TEN
bic newt The joy newt The song newt
| stayed a week mt Niagara Falls, hoping
thoroughly TO understand it and appre-
late it. But on the last day it seemed
cwer and more ineomprchcnsihl than ON
he first day. Gazing on the INFINITE rush
f celestial splcndors, whore the oceans OF
eight meet and pour themselves into the
rcat heart OF God, how soon vii we eN-
aust the SONGS Never! Nc-5rl
THE SONG WILL NEVER BIZ Exhausted /
The old preachers, in describing the sor-
ows of the lost, used to liz up their hands
nd shout, The wrath to Gomez THE /
.rath 90 Gomez Today | lift up my
auds, and looking toward the great fut- |
re cry, The joy to comet "rhc bliss /
D comc" Oh, 10 wander on the banks of |
he hri ght river, and yet to feel that n lit |
Ic fart her down we shall find still bright /
r floods entering into it! Oh, 10 stand "A /
lo1sand years, listening TO the enchant- /
* music # heaven, and then to find ont /
hat the harrcrs are only tuning their F
gr..I
Finally, remark that IL viii he u unan- I
nous song There will, no doubt, be some I
, lead, bat all will be expected to joiL 1t F
i'll he grand congregational singing All .
be sweet voices Of the redeemed, Grand .
,u>ic 1t will lie when that new song
rises. laithyt sings No. Charles Wesley .
n',> it. LOWELL Mason Sims it, Our .
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