Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-09-08
Glowing DESCRIPTION Of the Melo-
dies of the Celestial Land.
Rev DR.. Talmage's Discourse From the
Brooklyn Tabernacle Pulpit After
Tour OF Texas.
Sermon Descriptive of the Power OF Song, in
this Life and in the One Promised-An
Eloquent Appeal.

sermon for to-day is a glowing de-
scription of the melodies of the
Celestial land. His text was Grew, 81,
And they sang a new song" Follow
ing is the sermon:
Nearly all the cities of Europe and
America have conservatOries OF music
and associations, whose object it is by
voice and instrument to advance the art
of sweet sounds On Thursday nights
Exeter hall of London used to resound
with the music of tirst-class performers,
who gave their services gratuitouslY to
the muses. who came in with free tickets
and huZzaed at the entertainment. AT
Berlin Mt eleven o'clock daily the mill
tary band with sixty or one hundred III
ztruments, discourses at the ROYAL Opera
house for the people. On Easter Sunday
in Dresden the boom of can
non and the ringing of bells
bring multitudes to the church to lis
ten to the organ peels, and the exciting
sounds OF trumpet and drum. When the
great fair-day of Lelpsic comes, the
bands Of music from far and near gather
in the street and bewllder the ear with
iucessant playing of flute and horn,
violin and bassoon. AT Dusseldorf, once
and for three or four days wait upon the
great singing festivals, and shout at the
close OF choruses and greet the success
rul competitors as the prizes are distrib-
uted-cups and vases of silver and gold.
An our American cities ut times resound
with orchestra and oratoTo. Those who
can sing well or play skilfulIy upon In
gtrumcuts are greeted with vOciferRtlon
and garlanded by excited admirers.
There are many whose most ecstatic
delight is to he found in melodies; and
all the spleudOr OF celestial gates, and all
the lusciousness of twelve manner of
fruits, and all the rush Of floods from
under the throne OF God, would not make
a heaven for them if there were no great
and transporting hnrmouies. Passing
along our streets in the hour Of worship,
you hear
THE VOICE OF SACRED MELODY,
although you do not enter the building.
And passing along the streets of heaven
we hear from the temple OF God and the
Lamb, the breaking forth of magnificent
jubilate We may not vet enter i'll
among the favored throug, but God will
not deny us the pleasure of standing
awhile on the outside to hear. John
listened to it a great while ago, and
''thev sang new song.
Let none aspire to that blessed place
who have no love for this exercise, for
although il is many ages since the thrones
we're set, and the hRrps were strung,
there has been no cessation in the song,
excepting once for about thirty minutes;
and, judging from the glorious things
now trauspiring in God s world, and the
ever-accumulating triumphs of the
Messiah, that was the last half-hour that
heaven will ever be silent.
Mark the fact that this was new song.
Sometimes l have in church been tloated
away upon some great choral, in which
all our people seemed to minCle their
voices, ard l have, in the glow Of my
emotions, said, surely this is music good
enough for heaven. Indeed l do not be-
lleve that "'Luther's Hymu,' or "Cor-
onation, - or ''Old Hundred, - or
"Mount Pisgah, - would sound i'll if
spoken by sainted lips, or thrummed from
seraphio harps. There are many of our
fathers and mothers in glory who would
be slow TO shut heavens gate against
these old-time harmOnles. But this we
are told is a new song. Some of our
greatest anthems and chOTGls are comDo-
sitiuus from other tunes-the sweetest
parts OF them gathered up into harmony;
and ] have sometimes thought that this
"uew song'' may be partly made up of
sweet strains of earthly music
MINGLED IN ETERNAL CHORAL.
But il will. after all, be new song.
This ! DO know, that in sweetness and
power il will be something that ear never
heard All the skill OF the oldest harpers
of heaven will be flung into il. All the
love OF Gods heart will ring from it. In
its cudeuces the floods will clap their
hands, and it will dron with the sunlight
of everlasting day, and breathe with
udors from the blossoms of the tree of
life "a new song Just made for
heaven.
Mauy earthly songs are written by
composers just for the purpose of making
tune; and the land is flooded with note
books in which really valuable tunes are
the exception. But once n while
man is wrought up by some great spec
taclp, or moved 10y some terrible agony,
or transported by some exquisite glad
ness, ami lie sits down to write tune or
hymn, in which every note or every
word is Il spark dropped from the forge
Of his own burning emotions. So Men,
delssohn wrote, and SO Beethoven, and
10 Charles Wesley. Cowper, depressed
with misiortuues until almost insane,
resolved on suicide, and asked the cab
driver 10 tukp him 10 Il certain place
where he tx uected 10 destroy his own
life The cab driver lost his way, ana
Cowper hogan 10 think of his sin, and
went back 10 his home and sat down and
wrote
'God moves in q mysterious way,
HIS wonders to perform:
He plants his footsteps IN the sea,
AnG Illes upon the storm,
"Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds you so much dread
AT tir with mercy. SuG SHAH break
IT, blessings on your head
Mozart composed his own requiem, and
rs'i 10 his daughter Emily, "Plny
that:" and while Emily was PLAYING the
requiem. Mozart's soul went up on the
wave Of bis own music into glory. Emily
looked around, and her father was dead.
This new song OF heaven was not COM
nosed because heaven had nothing else to
90, Int Christ, in memory of cross and
crown, Of mauger and throne, of earth
and heayen, and wrought upon by the
raplures of the great eternity. poured
this from His heart, made it for the
armies OF heaven to shout in celebration
Of victory, for worshipers to chant in
their temple services, for the innumera-