Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1890-09-20
F MUSIC IN HEAVEN.
LIE TOPIC OF DIR. TALMAGE'S
SUNDAY SERMON.

10. celebrated In the Home of the Blest
4 the Lambs New Song.
n Pow r. De Witt Talmage's sermon for
,'ndav Sept. z, in the Brooklyn Taber-
onln was glowing description Of the
&o1odies of the Celestial land. His text
roc "And they sang a new song" Rev.
Ro' Following is the sermon:
Nearly all the cities of Europe and
L ,onrica have Conservatives Of music
I'D associations whose object it is, by
3nico and instrument, to advance the art
sweet sounds. On Thursday nights
Evnt4r Hall of London used to resound
%ith the music of first-class performers,
&ho gave their services gratuitously to
H. masses, who came in with free tickets
nd huzzaed at the entertainment. At
Rnrlin at II o'clock daily, the military
I'D with sixty or hundred instrtl-
.bents, discourses at the royal opera
1 onsc for the people. On Easter Sunday
Il, Dresden the boom of cannon and the
&neing of bells bring multitudes to the
&hnrches to listen to the organ peals and
H. exciting sounds of trumpet and
1rnm. When the great fair day of Leip-
H. comes the bands of music from far
4 nd near gather in the street and be-
hiIdcr the ear with inceSsant playing of
Ante and horn, violin and bassoOn. At
dusseldorf, once year, the lovers of
hnsic assemble and for three or four
4 laws wait upon the great singing festi-
tais and shout at the close of the
&horuses, and greet the successful COM
bctitors as the prizes are distributed
epps and vases of silver and gold. All
Mr. American cities at times resound
Nth orchestra and oratorio. Those who
Ian sing we'll or play skillfully upon in
truments are greeted with vociferation
\ md garlanded by excited admirers.
There are many whose most ecstatic
eight is to be found in melodies, and
Hi the splendor of celestial gates, and all
he lusciOusness of twelve manner of
lruits, and all the rush of floods from
hnder the throne of God would not make
4 Heaven for them if there were no great
1 md transporting harmonies. Passing
Hong our streets in the hour of worship
/ lou hear the voice of sacred melody,
although you do not enter the building.
And passing along the streets of Heaven
Ne hear from the temple of God and the
Lamb the breaking forth of magnificent
hbiIatc. We may not yet enter in among
Ehe favored throng, but God will not
Deny US the pleasure of standing while
bn the outside to hear. John listened to
H a great while ago, and "they sang
lew song"
Let none aspire to that blessed place
Who have no love for this exercise, for
llthOugh it is many ages since the
lhrones were set and the harps were.
|trung there has been no cessation in the
long, excepting once for about thirty
minutes, and judging from the glorious
|hings now transpiring in Gods world,
Ind the ever accommodating triumphs of
|he Messiah, that was the last half hour
hat Heaven will ever be silent.
Mark the fact that this was new
|Ong Sometimes / have in church been
ioatcd away upon some great choral, in
which all our people seemed to mingle
heir voices, and l have in the glow of
by emotions said: ''Surely this is music
food enough for him." Indeed I do not
believe that "Luther's Hymn" or "Coro-
lation, or ''Old Hundred" or ''Mount
Psgah'' would sound i'll if spoken by
tainted lips or thrummed from seraphic
larps There are many of our fathers
lnd mothers in glory who would be slow
70 shut Heavens gate against these old
lime harmonies. But this, we are told,
5 new song. Some of our greatest an
hens and chorals are compositions from
'ther tuneS-the sweetest parts of them
gathered up into the harmony; and [
lave sometimes thought that this new
Ong'' may be partly made up of sweet
trains of earthly music mingled in.
ternal choral But it will, after all, be
new song. ThisI do know, that in
weetnesS and power it will be some
hing that ear never heard. All the
Kill of the oldest" harpers OF Heaven
vii be flung into it. All the love of
iod's heart will ring from it. In. it's
adences the'fioods will clap their hands,
nd it will drop with the sunlight of
yerlasting day and breathe with odors
rom the blossoms of the tree of life. "a
ew song"-just made for Heaven.
Many earthly songs are written by
ompoSers just for the purpose of max
lg a tune, and the land is flooded with
ote books in which really valuable
unes are the exception. But once in
lille a man is wrought up by
ONE great spectacle, or moved
some terrible agony, or trans
orted by some exquisite glad
eSS, and he sits down to write tune or
hymn, in which every note or every
ord is spark dropped from the forge
his own burning emotions. So Men
elsSohn wrote, and so Beethoven and so
harles Wesley. Cowper, depressed with
liSfortunes until almost insane, resolved
n suicide, and asked the cab driver to
AXE him to a certain place where he ex-
ected to destroy his own life. The cab
river lost his way, and Cowper began
think of his sin and went back to hlS
ONE and sat down and wrote:
God moves in mysterious way =.
His wonders to perform;
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