The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1890-11-13

could build Heaven large enough not
only for the universe, but for ten thou
sand universes. / do not know just how
| it will be, but this l know, that Heaven
is to be constantly augmented; and that
the song of glory is rising higher and
| higher, and the procession is being
multiplied. If Heaven sang when Abel
went up-the first soul that ever left
earth for glory-how must it sing now
when souls go up in fiocks from all
| Christendom, hour by hour and moment
by moment?
Our happy gatherings on earth are
chilled by the thought that soon we
must separate. Thanksgiving and
Christmas days come, and the rail trains
flying thither are crowded. Glad re-
unions take place. We have time of
great enjoyment But soon it is good
bye in the hail." good bye" at the
door, good bye on the street,
goodbye on the rail train,
goodbye" at the steamboat wharf.
We meet in church. 1t is good to be
here. But soon the doxology will be
sung, the benediction pronounced. and
the audience will be gone. But there
are no separations, no good-byes in
Heaven. 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 it. Mightier song as our
other friends come in. Mightier song
as other garlands are set on the brow
of Jesus. Mightier song as Christ's
glories unfold
If the first day we enter Heaven we
sing we'll, the next day we sing better.
Song anticipate 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 see London in
two weeks. You can not see Rome in
six weeks. You can not see Ven
ice in month. You can not see the
great City of the New Jerusalem in
day. No; it will take all eternity to
see Heaven, to count the towers, to exr
anime the trophies, 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! The song new!
l staid week at Niagara Falls, hop.
ing thoroughly to understand and APP
precfate it. But on the last day they
seemed newer and more Incompetent
sible than 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! Neverl
The old preachers, in describing the
sorrows of the lost, used to lift up their
hands and shout: THE wrath to comet"
THE wrath to Gomez To-day lift up
my hands, and looking toward the
great future, cry: "The Joy to come!''
THE bliss to Gomez Oh, to wander en-
the banks of the bright river, and yet
to feel that little further down we
shall find still brighter floods entering
into it! Oh, to stand 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 q
unanimous song. There will no doubt.
be some to lead, but all will be expected
to join. 1t will be grand congregations
al singing. All the sweet voices of the
redeemed! Grand music it will be,
when that new song arises. Luther
sings it. Charles Wesley sings it,
Lowell Mason sings it. Our voices now
may be harsh and our ears Uncultivated,
but our throats cleared at last and our
capacities enlarged, you and will not
be ashamed to utter our voices as loud
ly as any of them.
Those nations that have always been
distinguished for their capacity in song
will lift up their voices in that melody.
: Those who have had much opportunity
to hear the Germans sing will know
what idea / mean to give, when l say
that the great German Nation will pour
} their deep, full voiceB into the new song,
Every body knows the natural gift Of
} the African for singing. No singing on
; this continent like that of the colored
, churches of the South. Every body
, going to Richmond or to Charleston
t wants to hear the Africans sing. But
: when not only Ethiopia. but all that
> continent of darkness, lifts up its
} hands, and all Africa pours her great
, volume of voice into the new song-that
will be music for you. Added to this
> are all the sixteen thousand millions
5 of children that are estimated to have
/ gone into glory, and the host of young
: and old that hereafter shall people the
, earth and inhabit the stars.
, Oh! the new song! Gather it all up!
Multiply it with every sweetness! Pour
/ into it every harmony! Crown it with
every gladnessi Beat it with every
} splendorl Fire it with every glory!
: Toss it to the greatest height of mai
, esty Roll it to the grandest cycle Of
5 eternityl-and then you have but the
faintest conception of what John ex-
t perienced when, amidst the magniicence
of apocalyptic vision, he heard it-the
3 rev song!
/ God grant that at last we may all
, sing it. But if we do not sing the
: praise of Christ upon earth we will
t never sing it in Heaven. Be sure that
a your hearts are now attuned for the