The intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1887-1891, 1890-09-13

being multiplied. If Heaven sang when
Abel went up-the first soul that over
left earth for giory-how must 1t sing !
whom souls go up in flocks from all
.Christendom, hour by hour and moment
by moment
Our happy gatherings on earth are
chilled by the thought that soon No
must separate. Thanksgiving and
Christmas days come, and the rail trains
flying hither and thither are crowded.
Glad reunions take place. We have o
time of great enjoyment. But soon 1T Is
goodbye" in the hall, goodbye" at
the door, goodbye" on the street,
goodbye" at the rail train. goodbye"
at the steamboat wharf.
We meet in church. 1t is good to be
here. But o the doxology will be
sung, the benediction pronounced and
the audience will be rome. But there
are no separations, no good-byes inheav
On. At the door of the house of many
mansions no goodbye. At the pearly
gate, no goodbye. The song will be more
pleasant, because we are always to sing
1t. Mightier song as our other friends
come in. Mightier song as other gar
lands are set on the brow of Jesus.
Mightier song as Christ's glories I'M
fold.
IL the first day we enter Heaven we
sing we'll, the noxt day we sing better.
Song anticipative of more light, of more
love, of more triumphs. Always some-
thing new to hear, something new to
see. Many good people suppose that
we shall see Heaven the first day we
get there. No! You can not SEQ London
In two weeks. You can not see Rome
| in six weeks. You cannot see Venice
| in a month. You cannot see the city OF
| the New Jerusalem in a day. No; 1t
will AXE all eternity to see Heaven, to
| count the towers, to examine the tro-
plies, to gaze upon the throne, to see the
| hierarchs. Ages on ages roll, and yet
Heaven is new! The streets newt The
temple new! The Joy new! h song
new!
1 STAYED a week at Niagara Falls,
hoping thoroughly to understand and
appreciate it. But OF the last day they
seemed W and more Incompetent
sible thar on the first day. Gazing on
the infinite rush of celestial splendors,
where the oceans OF delight meet and
pour themselves into the great heart OF
God-how soon will we exhaust the
song? Never! Never!
The old preachers, in describing the
sorrows of the lost, used to lift up their
hands and shout: "The wrath to GOMEZ
THE wrath to comet" To-day l lift up
my hands and, looking toward the great
future, cry: The joy to come!" 1.-THE
bliss to comet" o, to wander on the
banks of the bright river and yet feel
that a little further down we shall find
still brighter floods entering n 1t
o, to stand q thousand years listening
to the enchanting music of Heaven and
then to find out that the harpers are
only tuning their harps.
Finally, | remark, that it will be &
unanimous song. There will, no doubt
be some to lead, but all will be expected
to join. 1t will be grand congregations
singing. All the sweet voices of the
redeemed! Grand music 1t will b'
when that new song arises. Luthe
sings it. Charles Wesley sings 1t
Lowell Mason sings it. Our voices nov
may be harsh and our ears uncut
ured, but, our throats cleared at last
and our capacities enlarged, you and
will not be ashamed to utter our voice
as loudly as any of them.
Those nations that have always beer
distinguished for their capacity In SON
will lift their voices in that melody
Those who have had much oppor
tunity to near the Germans sin
will know what idea mean t
|, give when l say that the great &c
, ,,o, uot;ou wil1 NOM THAR dapn ful
; voices into the new song. EVerybod.
, knows the natural gift of the Africa
, for singing. No singing on this cont
: lent like that of the colored churche
: in the South. Everybody going to Ricf
q mond or to Charleston wants to hear tn
Africans sing. But when not only Eth
{ opia, but all that continent of darkness
1 lifts up its hands, and all Africa pour
her great volume of voice into the ne
q song-that will be music for you. ADD
1 ed to this are all the sixteen thousan
a millions of children that are estimate
v to have gone into glory, and the host
q young and old that shall hereafter PEI
pie the earth and inhabit the stars.
A Oh! the new song! Gather it all u
a Multiply it with every sweetness! Pc,
n it into every harmony! Crown it wit
n every gladness! Belt it with ever
a splendor! Fire it with every glor
n Toss it to the greatest height of maize
i, ty! Roll it to the grandest cycle
sternity!-and then you have bit IL
faintest conception Of what John 9
a ~perienced when, amid It the magni
cence of apocalyptic vision. he heard
N the new song!
God grant that at last we may all sir
it But II we do not sing the praise
Christ upon earth we will never sing
" in Heaven. Be sure that your near
% are now attuned for the heavenly VIC
II ship. There is a cathedral in Eurol
q with an organ at each end. Org
et answers organ, and the music wav
at backward and forward with indescri
\. able effect. Well, my friends. the tin
will come when earth and Heaven WI
, DO but different parts of one great a
. cord. 1t will be joy here and joy ther
Trumpet to trumpet! Organ to orga
~ H%allelujah to h~allelnjah! Until Il
- day break and the shadows fee ava
turn, my beloved, and be thou like
roe or u young hart upon the mountai
:, of Bether!